Chapter 521 Inconsistent Command Forms
Narthrador is no longer alive.
However, its system is not completely dead.
In the depths that even Deus herself is reluctant to touch, there lies the final layer of the initial command—not explicit commands like "Kill" or "Save," but a logic code that cannot be executed because it is inherently contradictory.
Every corner of the room feels filled with a deafening silence, as if Narthrador is observing the eternal decree of the universe. Between darkness and light, a silent inner battle occurs—a struggle between principles shaped by unseen hands and souls yearning for freedom. Although its walls are empty, waves of sorrow seem to envelop Fitran, demanding him to ponder this endless dilemma.
Fitran steps into the crack that opens from beneath the meaningless crystal pulse.
A heavy feeling settles in his chest, as if every step he takes carries the weight of lost hopes. He senses an invisible pulsation flowing between the layers of time and space, as if asking to be appreciated and acknowledged in the images it creates. In this emptiness, it is important to understand that the search for identity is not merely about scraping the surface, but also about diving into depths that may raise more questions than answers.
And there, he sees it:
The Three Pillars of Deus.
The First Pillar shines with a glyph:
"All existence must be useful."
In its light, there is a glimmer that tempts the mind—a call to obey, even though in his heart, Fitran feels the injustice of that suggestion. He wonders, what is the purpose of an existence filled with obedience without choice? Can freedom truly be redeemed with cold, mechanical utility? His questions echo in the darkness, challenging the boundaries of the definition of usefulness.