One year after Rotham stabilized Adra-9, the galaxy had begun to whisper his name.
The Eye was dormant. The Core was silent.
Until now.
A new signal had emerged—one not encoded in memory, but in absence. A gap in time. A whisper from the Hollow Expanse, a region believed to contain nothing.
Selin's voice returned, her presence fully reconstructed, no longer fragmented.
"Rotham… the void is calling."
Rotham, no longer the uncertain explorer, activated his deep-space skiff. The stars ahead shimmered like old wounds waiting to open.
As Adra-9 faded behind him, Rotham looked once more at the fading signal—a pulse outside known reality.
"I ended the loop," he whispered. "But something... still remembers."
He punched in the coordinates.
And jumped.