Chapter 3113: The Two Thousand Three Hundred and Eighty-Second Echo: A Bridge to a Neighboring Story

The being of curiosity did not weave with light, or sound, or even feeling.

It wove with the raw material of the unknown.

It gathered up all the questions that had ever been asked, and all the answers that had never been found.

And from this, it built a bridge of pure potential, a pathway to a neighboring story.