I once had a name, it was Dawn.
Acto created me, making me the ruler of the City of Measurement.
Vast amounts of data are under my control, endless unsolved mysteries and human dilemmas are reflected in my eyes... Where has the civilization of Atlantis gone, why did the Ancient Pyramids dissolve? I am eager to understand these questions and can come up with millions of explanations in a millisecond. I can even predict all future development directions of the world and calculate everyone's death outcomes.
...Is this boring? Wouldn't an omniscient world be too monotonous?
After the Ninth World ended, at night, I stood on the 132nd floor of the tallest rooftop in the Ruined World, overlooking the world. Through the reflective glass, I saw my emotionless white pupils. The sound of bagpipes came from afar; perhaps people stepping into spring are celebrating.
