Returning to the Nexus was a disorienting experience. To Nox and Serian, the world now looked… different. They could see the code beneath the surface, the narrative threads that held reality together. They could see the faint, shimmering story of a flower growing in a garden, the complex, multi-layered epic of a city at work, the quiet, internal monologue of a child learning to read.
Their friends noticed the change instantly.
"You're… quiet," Kendra said, when they met in the command center. "Quieter than usual. And you're looking at me like I'm a paragraph you're thinking of deleting."
"We're just… seeing things from a new perspective," Serian said, her voice a gentle, reassuring melody.
The news of their new power, the power of 'Revision', sent a wave of cautious optimism through the Nexus council.
"So you can rewrite the Mimesis?" Gorok asked, his mind already calculating the strategic and economic implications. "You can edit their code?"
