In the gleaming, silent corridors of the Neo-Vatican, silence was more than a virtue—it was the law. Music had been "optimized" centuries ago, replaced by a steady, algorithmic hum designed to maintain a perfect 60-beat-per-minute heart rate across the planetary population. They called it The Harmony .
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: His pulse, usually a perfect metronome, began to stutter. A strange warmth crept up his spine. In the gleaming, silent corridors of the Neo-Vatican,