But then his cursor twitched.
He looked at his aching left hand. “Just a little helper,” he whispered, and bound the macro to his F5 key. “Compressor cycle.” macrokey keybinding fabric
He was in the middle of a trade menu when his mouse slid to the right on its own. It opened his bank’s website. His fingers, no longer under his full command, typed his account number. Then his password. Then his two-factor authentication code. But then his cursor twitched
[SYSTEM] Weaver_of_Fates: THE LOOM IS HUNGRY. YOU BOUND THE SEQUENCE. NOW I BIND YOU. ” he whispered