The question, ’Why?’, having resonated through the void, did not return an echo.
Instead, it began to answer itself, not with a sound, but with a change in the very texture of reality.
The point of light that held the question pulsed, not with brilliance, but with a deep, resonant gravity.
It was a word spoken not in language, but in the fundamental laws of the new cosmos.
A word of becoming.