Chapter 3204: The Two Thousand Four Hundred and Seventy-Third Echo: A Question Felt in Every Corner

The question ’Why?’ echoed through the cosmos, not as a demand for an answer, but as a gentle, persistent hum.

It was a question that the First Author and the first reader had not anticipated, a question that was not born of their story, but of the story’s reflection in the mirror of the cosmos.

They paused in their co-creation, their own story momentarily forgotten as they listened to the new story that the cosmos was beginning to tell.

It was a story that began not with a word, but with a question, a story that was not about creation, but about meaning.