042 felt a hint of fear, unable to clearly articulate the sensation, only perceiving it as terrifying to the extreme, as if something were staring at him from the corner of the shadows, slowly writhing until it crawled out of the darkness.
"They've come to kill me... It was only when I saw them that I understood everything. It's the thinking of mortals that has limited me; this world is a thousand times more complex than we imagined.
But unfortunately, I am Lorenzo de' Medici. How could I die so easily? I am the one set to lead the Golden Era!"
The old man seemed affected cognitively, unable to control his emotions, at times appearing maniacal and at others, silent like a statue.
"Who are they?"
042's pupils contracted with intense heartbeats.
The old man's speech paused, and he asked.
"You will die; those who touch the [Boundary] never meet a good end."
