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He grabbed the dough. It was heavier than any he’d felt—cold, dense, as if it might slip through reality. His fingers moved automatically: spin, stretch, toss. The dough wobbled, but he caught it. Sauce next—a dark red swirl that smelled of cinnamon and regret. He poured it with a steady hand.

Leo didn’t blink. He slammed a paddle, launching a Margherita into a moving oven. Bing! Forty-seven. A hail of olives appeared; he swiped them into a trio of Greek pizzas. Bing! Bing! Bing! Fifty. The crowd in the online arena exploded. pizza frenzy deluxe

When he placed the glowing mushroom on the pizza, the whole world went white. He grabbed the dough

One minute left on the frozen clock.

Leo stared at his hands. They were still trembling—but clean. No flour, no sauce. Just the faintest glow, like a memory of starlight. The dough wobbled, but he caught it

Leo laughed nervously. “Is this a hack? A bonus level?”