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"Don't let him get bored," Cicero had warned me one evening. "No matter how cleverly you think you've hidden your secrets, he will find out if he has no use for you." 

I already saw signs of boredom from Omega the following week. He stopped coming to my breathing exercises. He started being short with me when I reported my failure yet again. I was hanging by a thread, and I'd already started slipping. 

On the second week of the third month, I sat alone in my room at night. My body ached and my bones screamed for rest. I refused to give them what they wanted though. If I couldn't solve Omega impossible task, I'd have all eternity to rest for. 

"Omega doesn't just kill you," Cicero told me. "He'd obliterate your soul. It'd be like you had never existed."