Deep beneath the tower, far past the system chambers and relay tunnels, Elias stood alone.
The walls were old—too old. Older than the Thrones, older than the Dominion cities, older than even the systems themselves. Stone laced with glowing veins pulsed faintly, reacting to his presence.
> [LOCATION: ORIGIN CORE ZONE]
[WARNING: THIS CORE PREDATES THREAD FORMATION STABILITY]
[DANGER LEVEL: EXTREME]
[HOST COMPATIBILITY: 74%]
Elias exhaled slowly, sweat dripping from his jaw.
"So this is what the original creator hid," he murmured.
The Origin Lust.
A core not built for obedience or conquest—but for unfiltered desire. For raw connection. For the chaos of real emotion.
The core floated before him—pulsing dark red, shaped like a living heart, wrapped in obsidian chains covered in ancient script.
> [UNSEAL THE CORE?]
Elias hesitated.
Then touched it.
