The moment everything inside me began to split, I understood that holding everything might tear me into pieces that could never come back together.
The system did not collapse when the conflict remained unresolved, and it did not stabilize either, but it shifted into something far more dangerous, a state that balanced between structure and fracture, where nothing fully broke yet nothing fully held.
I felt it immediately as the separation began, not physical, not visible, but internal, as if the parts of me I had tried to keep were no longer able to exist within a single form.
“Identity conflict unresolved,” the core had said. Now it was happening. What is the process? I asked. “Parallelization,” the core replied.
“Explain,” I said. “Your selected elements are being maintained in separa
