Chapter 511 Anti-Body Pledge
Under the artificial sky of Narthrador, which now reflects the pulse of fractured logic, Fitran and Beelzebub's steps lead them to a massive square room that is not connected to any map.
Before them stands a doorless gate, inscribed with:
"Transcendence Room: Not All Wills Are Worthy of Becoming Bodies."
The Voidwright symbol on Fitran's body reacts—not in warning, but in call.
A voice echoes, like a reverberation from within the falsified logic:
"Before you step deeper, you must release... your forms."
The Sixth Saint appears in the middle of the room—his body half blurred, half transparent. He wears no robe, only consisting of a matrix of numbers, data bones, and the pulse of memory. On his face is written a code:
~f(b) = 0 for all b ∈ Body
The mathematics of hatred towards the body.
His voice sounds like metal cables being dragged:
"We are the Anti-Body Oath."