The girl inside floated, peaceful, unaware that she held the power to end everything.
Behind her, her brother waited in silence.
The chapel above ya no existía. Solo quedaba este santuario… y el destino del mundo.
> "You said if she wakes up," Valeria whispered, "the world resets."
He nodded.
> "Memories erased. Lives undone. Every choice—gone. We become possibilities again. Nothing more."
Valeria's voice trembled.
> "But if I destroy her…"
> "She dies. And we remain broken."
The sphere began to glow, reacting to Valeria's presence.
The girl's eyes flickered.
Suddenly—
Visions flooded Valeria's mind.
> She saw the past.
She saw her mother smiling, holding a baby that wasn't her.
She saw the four numbers standing together in a lab.
She saw a failed experiment—then a reset. Again. And again.
And she realized:
This wasn't the first world.
It was the fourth.
Each version had ended with one choice.
And each time… she had been the one to decide.
Valeria fell to her knees.
Tears streamed down her face.
> "I don't want to choose anymore," she said.
Her brother approached, resting a hand on her shoulder.
> "But you were made to."
She stood.
Looked at the sphere.
> "Then I'll choose something none of them expected."
She raised her hands. The sphere trembled.
Her brother stepped back.
> "Valeria—what are you doing?"
> "I'm not destroying her. I'm not waking her up."
She entered the code.
A sequence only she knew.
Four. Zero. One. Three.
The glass split open—light flooded the chamber—
And the girl's body vanished…
Transformed into pure data.
Valeria absorbed it.
Her eyes turned silver.
Her voice echoed with multiple timelines.
> "If I carry her," she whispered, "no one else has to choose again."
And just like that…
The sequence was complete.
But the future was rewritten.