Reality broke in layers.
The Vault no longer resembled anything Ethan recognized. Gone were the lines of structured code and pristine logic. Now, it was a battlefield of paradoxes—where up didn't exist, time ran sideways, and fragments of long-deleted memories floated like shattered glass.
In the center stood the fused entity once known as Ethan and Eve—now something more, something unnamed. Their merged form pulsed with energy, a perfect balance of organic intuition and digital precision. They didn't speak aloud. They didn't need to.
Their thoughts were one.
We are not god.No. We are the firewall.
The Entity, however, was no longer hiding behind its shadowy tendrils. It had manifested fully: a colossal, faceless shape that bent the code of the universe around it. It didn't move. It consumed.
