Somewhere in the city, a woman sits alone, confused and not knowing what to do. The place she has built was not her paradise like she thought, it is nothing more but another cage for her, no different from that accursed laboratory she despises. memories of the countless millenia she spent in there, watching the same tragedies occur again and again, are still vivid in her head. She wants nothing more to forget them, but she can't thanks to her 'dear' creator.
"*sigh* I still cannot escape this place---", muttered the woman to herself. " Even at the end of all this, I cannot be free---", she had hoped that what she did could change her life, but all it did was merely change her new cage.
"Am I not allowed to have a dream that is beyond my means---?"
She wonders if what she did was even worth it. Her 1st act of true free will was once her best memory, but now, after years of no results, seem to be a massive mistake.
Maybe 'he' was right, maybe someone- no, some'thing' like her doesn't deserve to think for themselves if this empty library is all she has to show. Maybe, she shoul-
"hm?"
The woman senses something. Someone has entered the library, someone from the outside world.
(Impossible. This library should be inaccessible to anyone outside, people shouldn't be able to barge in here.)
She goes to check out this intruder, not knowing how tightly intertwined will her fate be to his.