The archive was a quiet place. It was the only place in the entire system where Zephyr existed simply as a voice, unburdened by the demands of twenty-seven million prayers or the structural integrity of an empire.
He opened the interface.
[PRIVATE ARCHIVE, YEAR 750 AF]
Entry 1 (Year 3 AF): "I just respawned as a god. This is insane. Okay. Prioritize. Optimize. Win." Entry 2 (Year 72 AF): "Krug is dead. I feel... something. I don't have a word for it. I don't think there is one." Entry 3 (Year 250 AF): "Demeterra is gone. I killed a god. The game is supposed to be over. Why doesn't it feel over?" Entry 4 (Year 400 AF): "The kiosk data is empty. I'm past the last entry. I'm writing the game now." Entry 5 (Year 530 AF): "They built a machine that copies my power. I let them. They don't know I let them." Entry 6 (Year 660 AF): "I am choosing not to watch. The cost is unknown." Entry 7 (Year 715 AF): "The system does not need a god. The system needs a server. I am becoming the server."
