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“What’s wrong?” I asked, kneeling. (Mistake one.)

I had not been corrupted by gold, or power, or lust. I had been corrupted by efficiency . By the small, daily choice to look the other way for the sake of “team cohesion.” By the hug that earned a demon’s trust, then exploited it. You Can-t Corrupt Me- -Tale of the Naive Elven ...

“You’re not like the others,” he said. “What’s wrong

The taste was… efficient. Two hours later, I approved my first hostile takeover memo without reading the fine print. “What’s wrong?” I asked

Stage three: The rationalization that the end justifies the means. The CEO—Malachar himself, a being of smoke and deferred rage—summoned me.