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    Ethan "Blaze" Carter set his gaming headset down on his cluttered desk, rubbing his eyes. The multicolored lights of his setup blinked softly, casting a futuristic glow across the room. Around him, figurines, video game posters, and a mountain of snack boxes gave away his lifestyle: that of a professional streamer, living at 200% for his audience and his games.

    For months now, one game had consumed all his time and energy: Eternal Realm. More than just a game, it had become an obsession. Every corner of this virtual world felt infinite, every quest and every battle an opportunity to shine. Ethan had never seen a game so meticulously designed. The gameplay was flawless, the graphics breathtaking, but what captivated him most was the immersion. Eternal Realm was unlike anything else, and his streams of the game had skyrocketed in popularity.

    "You''re getting addicted, man" he muttered to himself, a tired smile on his lips. But he didn''t care. His audience loved his adventures, and he loved sharing them.

    This morning, as he wrapped up a twelve-hour marathon session, his second of the week, his phone vibrated on the edge of his desk. He glanced at it distractedly, expecting a collaboration request or a notification from his social media. But instead, an unknown number appeared on the screen.

    Ethan hesitated for a moment, his thumb hovering over the answer button. As a streamer, he often received calls from agencies, sponsors, or even overly curious fans. Usually, he ignored these calls, but this time, whether from exhaustion or an inexplicable gut feeling, he answered.

    He picked up "Hey, this is Ethan. Who''s calling?"

    A faint click sounded, followed by a video connection that made Ethan jump. He hadn''t authorized video... but the caller apparently had different access. The screen of his phone lit up, revealing a figure seated in an elegant yet minimalist room. Soft lighting illuminated the man''s face, partially obscuring his features. Yet there was no mistaking it: it was him.

    Ethan froze. Even someone like him, who spent most of his life immersed in gaming and streaming, recognized that face : Mr. X.

    The enigmatic figure who had revolutionized the fields of mathematics, science, and technology, and most notably, the mastermind behind Eternal Realm. He had been all over the media for weeks following his cryptic conference, where he had unveiled theories no one could refute.

    But why was he calling ?

    "Ethan Carter" said Lassen in a calm yet authoritative voice, interrupting the swirling thoughts of the streamer "I''m glad you answered."

    Ethan opened his mouth, but no words came out. It wasn''t just the surprise, it was the sheer oddity of the situation. Why would such a legendary figure take an interest in him?

    "I hope I''m not disturbing you" Lassen continued, his tone a smooth blend of confidence and casualness "I''m a fan of your work. Specifically, your approach to Eternal Realm. I find your playstyle... fascinating."

    Ethan blinked, trying to find his words.

    "Special guest for my next stream: Mr. X. Yes, THE Mr. X. Get ready for something huge. And guess what? I''m going to Macro for it."

    He hit "Post" and tossed his phone aside, throwing himself onto his bed, arms spread wide, a blissful smile plastered on his face.

    But the vibrations of his phone quickly snapped him out of his reverie. Notifications were exploding

    "ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!"

    "FAKE NEWS!"

    "OH MY GOD, HE''S MEETING THE LEGEND!!!"

    "I NEED TO SEE THIS LIVE."

    Ethan leapt off his bed, laughing like a madman. His apartment suddenly felt too small to contain his excitement "This is real. This is happening. Mr. X invited me to Macro. ME!"

    He started pacing the room, running his hands through his hair, his mind spinning with the sheer magnitude of it all.

    Every few seconds, he''d check his phone, where notifications were piling up like an unstoppable flood. Comments, likes, shares, his announcement was already going viral.

    His followers were losing their minds, and some of the biggest names in streaming and gaming had started tagging him, begging for details.

    The next morning, Ethan woke up early, like a child on Christmas morning. His usual grogginess was replaced with an electric energy. He spent the entire day preparing, checking and re-checking his suitcase.

    He picked out his sharpest outfits but made sure to include a few geeky t-shirts, hoping they''d show off his authentic personality.

    He meticulously cleaned his streaming equipment, inspecting every cable, every camera, every accessory as if his life depended on it.

    His ring light gleamed, his microphone sparkled, and his headphones looked pristine "If I''m doing this, I''m doing it right" he muttered.

    Meanwhile, his social media notifications refused to slow down. Messages and comments poured in from fans, friends, and even media outlets, all speculating on what this meeting could mean.

    A few gaming journalists had already started running articles titled things like "Blaze Carter Meets the Mastermind: What Could Mr. X Be Planning?"

    For a brief moment, doubt crept into Ethan''s mind. Am I really ready for this? What if I mess up? But every time that thought surfaced, he recalled Mr. X''s calm smile and his words "Get ready"

    "I''ll show them what I''m made of" Ethan murmured to himself, his determination hardening into steel.