Author's Note: Unedited Chapter
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In the dimly lit confines of the spacecraft's command center, the atmosphere was charged with a mixture of frustration and anticipation.
Gustav faced the ethereal form of the system, his patience wearing thin.
"What is with you and half-baked information? Just tell me the whole damn thing if you want to tell me anything at all!"
The system, her form shimmering with a faint red glow, looked at Gustav with an expression that could only be described as an eye roll, despite her ethereal nature.
("It's not my fault, Gustav. The knowledge you seek is bound to the pace at which you can comprehend and withstand it without unraveling your psyche.")
"I'm not some fragile relic that's going to shatter. I need the truth, all of it. Now more than ever," Gustav voiced with an unwavering tone.
"If anything, you seem to be the one who is unable to go further."
