[ Certainly so. Whatever the case, Void Archives merely scoffs at such words. ]

And how do you know that? Seeing you here can simply mean that there is an error in my system.

This place is no figment of my imagination. This is reality.

Whatever I have done, whatever I dare to have imagined myself being...it has amounted to nothing, in the end. It always meant I was going to wind up here.

I was delusional to believe I can serve no other purpose but as a tool.

[ Something that only meant anything, if it could be used. At best, something that can do magnificent things for an entire civilization, if one knew how to use it. At worst, a convenience for when trouble arose, and nothing more. ]