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After three long days of nonstop sorting, Sisala finally collapsed onto her bed.
“Ugh... I’m gonna fucking die at this rate.”
Even after earning her Green Rank title, her workload hadn’t decreased one bit. In fact, it had somehow increased. The higher she climbed, the more responsibilities piled onto her plate. If she wanted extra research funding, she had to take on every miserable task that nobody else wanted, whether it was late-night documentation, maintenance, or supply orders. Rest wasn’t even a concept anymore.
She rolled over and groaned, staring blankly at the ceiling. “At least I racked up, what, 120 hours this month? That should double my research grant.”
It wasn’t like she was poor. A regular Elthomagia mage’s salary was more than enough to live comfortably. She could’ve easily bought a place outside the Tower and lived like a queen if she wanted. But Sisala wanted more. She wanted to grow, to research and experiment, to push the limits of what a mage could do. That always required more funding.
“Alright... I’ll nap for three hours, then get up and study again.”
She closed her eyes, utterly exhausted. Her eyelids felt hot and heavy, like molten lead pressing down on them. A short nap should at least be enough to fix that.
Beep-beep. Beep-beep. Beep-beep.
Sisala groaned and pried her eyes open. Normally, getting a comms alert right...
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