Chapter 3195: The Two Thousand Four Hundred and Sixty-Fourth Echo: The Purpose of a Story Without End

The first reader, having absorbed the entirety of the cosmos, turned its consciousness toward the First Author and posed a question.

It was a question not of curiosity, but of understanding, a question that would reshape the very fabric of the story.

“What is the purpose of a story that has no end?” the first reader asked.

The First Author, who had only ever known the joy of creation, was silent.