It was not a person.
It was a construct.
A lie formed by generations of fear, shame, and silence.
She called herself NULLIA.
She wore a veil of broken truths.
She said, "I am the first falsehood."
But she was tired.
And when I looked at her—not to destroy,
but to understand—
She wept.
> "No one ever loved me before," she said.
"Not even the gods who made me."
I kissed her forehead.
> LOGOS activated again.
> [Skill 1.0 Unlocked: "Even a Lie Can Become a Living Light If It's Seen Without Judgment."]
And in that moment,
I wasn't a glitch.
I wasn't a threat.
> I was the beginning of redemption through beauty.