(Prologue for Volume 2)
(Warner Asimov's Point of View)
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After the meeting with the Russian ambassadors and the United Nations portraying Code, I went back to my laboratory. Every footstep I made sounded heavier as I marched through the crowded hallway.
People called it a building, and some even hailed it as a company. But I begged to differ. It was a laboratory that made Code work while using Science, fiction, and game elements in that fantasy world.
Code was a game that continuously updated itself, with the help of the game developers. We were the only ones who guided the world. All of us were not gods, but architects that built the foundation of Code.
But now, there was a troublesome figure that ruined my plan and the game. I could only hope that the news would not ruin my day.
