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Every answer has its time.
So does every question.
You have questions now.
About Safsan.
About Nafsan.
About Odania.
About the thing you call Origin.
Some of those questions are too early.
Some...
you have not even thought to ask yet.
And one day, you will understand that the most dangerous question was never:
"What is Origin?"
It was:
"Why does it have three parts?"
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My name is GAAFATAA.
THE QUESTIONER.
I do not stand here to give you every answer.
That would destroy the reason questions exist.
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I am here because one answer...
has reached its time.
ORIGIN.
Every living being has one.
Not some.
Not the chosen.
Not kings.
Not heroes.
Not monsters.
Everyone.
Every living being carries an Origin.
But possessing an Origin...
and reaching it...
are not the same thing.
Most will live.
Most will die.
And never touch what was always within them.
Origin is not magic.
It does not come from the world around you.
It is connected directly to the soul.
And Origin has exactly...
THREE PARTS.
I raised one finger.
PART I.
The first.
Rare to activate.
Rarer than the world understands.
For most beings, even reaching this point is something that will never happen.
Yet Part I is only the beginning.
Because beyond it...
I raised a second finger.
PART II.
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I smiled.
You want the answer.
Of course you do.
But wanting an answer does not mean its time has arrived.
Then...
I raised the third finger.
PART III.
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...
Interesting.
Your questions changed.
Good.
That means you are listening.
You were told that Part III was impossible.
Perhaps you should ask...
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Or perhaps...
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No.
Not yet.
There are things even I will not place in your hands before their time.
Origin.
PART I — ????? / THE FIRST PART
PART II — ?????
PART III — ?????
Three parts.
One soul.
And questions that have not yet been born.
But Origin is only one question.
There are others.
SIRNA.
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THE INFINITE SIRNA MULTIVERSES.
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REALITY BOOK.
THE AUTHOR'S CORE.
REALITY DOOR.
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THE THRONE OF QUESTIONS.
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BEYOND VOID.
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NAFSAN.
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SAFSAN.
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And somewhere beyond all of those questions...
there is another.
One that even you are not ready to ask.
I looked down.
Infinite stories rested beneath me.
Infinite worlds.
Infinite lives.
Infinite questions.
I held the pen between my fingers.
Its shape curved.
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A question mark.
You believe questions exist because answers are missing.
Maybe.
Or perhaps answers exist...
because someone asked the question first.
I lowered the pen.
The worlds beneath my hands trembled.
Not from power.
From possibility.
Remember this moment.
Not because I explained Origin.
I barely did.
Remember it because someday...
you will return here.
You will read these words again.
And when you do...
the ????? will no longer look empty.
They will look like spoilers.
Answers hidden directly in front of you...
before you knew what they meant.
I am GAAFATAA.
THE QUESTIONER.
I do not give every answer.
I make sure...
the right question survives long enough to reach it.
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PART I — ?????
PART II — ?????
PART III — ?????
THE ANSWER TO ALL
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