"I will be the one to decide her fate," Castor muttered, repeating Auditor's words in a slow, silent voice.
The man didn't order him. He didn't put a burden on him either.
The Auditor simply informed Castor about the new reality that he had no other choice but to accept.
That was the level of difference between the two of them. Castor was just an insignificant worker in the beehive. And the Auditor, alas not the queen, was a being that transcended Castor's ability to comprehend.
In short term, the auditor was barely different from a god to someone like Castor.
'First, I need to read this document,' earth's overseer thought, following the orders and lowering his eyes to the pagebook on the table.
"Evaluation report of Catlea Numbrain [AHE93:ER197:AN3301 991478329:14129:18]" the title said.
The code Castor was actually familiar with. Just like Catlea, as someone who ventured into space, he was assigned one as well.
