Chapter 3472: The Two Thousand Seven Hundred and Forty-First Echo: What Shall We Become

Their first conversation began with a question from Elara, not of words, but of light: a single, soft pulse that asked, ’What shall we become?’

The Unweaver answered with a lattice of intersecting lines, a structure of infinite possibility that replied, ’Whatever we choose.’

And the world, taking their light and their structure, answered with a sound—a low, resonant hum that filled the space between the lines, a sound that sang, ’We are already becoming.’