He remembered downloading the image three years ago, back when he was still working a dead-end job in a cubicle that felt more like a cage. He had been obsessed with Thor: Ragnarok —not just for the spectacle, but for the theme of finding strength when everything you thought defined you was stripped away. "Asgard is not a place," the movie said. Elias needed to believe that his own worth wasn't tied to his desk.
The image flickered onto the screen, a crisp window into a world of neon and lightning. There was as Thor, his golden locks shorn, eyes crackling with the raw power of the storm. For Elias, this wasn't just a wallpaper; it was a reminder of the day everything changed.
He set it as the background. The resolution was perfect, every spark of lightning rendered in agonizing detail. He took a deep breath, mimicking the God of Thunder's stance, and walked into the boardroom. He didn't need a hammer to bring the lightning; he just needed to remember who he was.
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