Decateron's red square eye flickered.
Then, instead of its usual lens-like pupil, a large digital "?" appeared on its screen.
Tyler stared at it.
"…Didn't you have a different eye shape before?" he asked casually.
"Is that even important?" Decateron replied flatly. "How can you have no side effects at all?"
Tyler blinked once.
"No side effects from what?"
—
A few hours earlier.
Tyler sat cross-legged on a luminous platform inside the Orion Tesseract. A massive radiant cube hovered before him. Slowly, it descended and enveloped his head.
Threads of light extended from its inner walls.
They didn't pierce his skull.
They didn't touch his brain.
Instead, they passed straight through physical matter—like light sinking into water—and connected directly to his Sea of Consciousness.
Inside that endless inner ocean, the World Tree stood tall, its branches stretching across memory and existence.
Decateron appeared beside him, carrying another unstable cube.
