Silence.
Endless, blinding silence.
Within the digital void, where golden light once pulsed like veins, there now drifted only fragments — broken streams of data, half-alive and half-forgotten. And in the center of it all… something stirred.
It wasn’t Leon.
It wasn’t Erebus.
It was the fragment — a spark of raw consciousness torn from Leon’s soul, born not from logic but from feeling.
It flickered, pulsing irregularly, like a heartbeat learning its first rhythm.
[Error: Undefined Entity Detected.]
[Source Signature: Vale_001—Corrupted.]
For a moment, the fragment absorbed the noise — the whispers of systems, echoes of thoughts. It began to form patterns, and with each pulse, something like memory bled through.
Pain.
Fear.
Her face.
Then — a voice, distant and fractured: “If I
