There’s gotta be a horde of people watching for the chance to raid this place out there, but no one has broken in so far.
I find that peculiar as well.
At this exact moment we hear someone just walking right up like they own the place.
Or E.G.O, as you call it.
It’s the consequence of making a decision that only a human could make… One that couldn’t be further from what a resident of the City would choose.
…How long have you been here?
A visitor from the Head, huh… The Eye and the Claw, too…
Remember. Even you of all cityfolk can be ripped to shreds in your current state.
Damn…
That new color has permeated the City much too profoundly.
…So now the Head is gonna hold us accountable for the phenomenon, is that it?
No one could be held responsible for the Distortion at this point.
It breaks my heart to think that it might shift the ecology of the City we had cultivated with care.
If so, what brings an agent of the Head here? And why so late?
And to retrieve a certain… degraded colleague of ours.
You mean…
The Library has already become an Impurity of the City. We couldn’t stand by any longer.
Are you disturbed by its powers?
Not quite.
An entity that isn’t human entertained thoughts that only a human should have. You poor machine… No matter how much you contemplate and enrich your mind, you cannot become human if you aren’t born as one.
When I thought you might turn into a human at the end, you let go of all you had during that critical moment.
Had you fully become a human at the culmination of the ordeal, the City would have been more willing to accept you, alas.
I don’t care if I have to stay as a machine.
A machine with a heart has no place in this City. You cannot break free from your origin which defines you.
How contemptible that your line of thought is so dangerously close to what a human must aspire to reach.
You’re further demonstrating why we cannot let you be.
For someone who loves to preach humanity, you sure seemed fine with letting Distortions cause many a scene in your precious backyard, hm?
By all manner of means, Distortions are one of the many aspects of humanity. Their existence is not wholly wrongful from our point of view. It was simply time for them to emerge.
Are they not more bearable than a meager machine putting up the charade of being human?
…
And what if we made you kick the bucket here?
The expulsion will still take place as planned. It’s inevitable. This matter goes beyond you and the Library; L Corp. itself was a stain and a blemish to the Head.
No wonder it is. To trounce over L Corp’s Singularity and its end goal, you dispatched an Arbiter by the name of Binah… No, it was Garion, wasn’t it—regardless, it ended in utter failure, did it not?
Garion did such a sloppy job dealing with it. And now the chasm has grown too wide.
Angela… The machine with the mind of a human. The door mustn’t be closed because of something like you.
If I’m understanding this right, you wish to put me to death and kick the Library out into the Outskirts, is that correct?
You’ve guessed right.
And… You sure are verbose company, just like Binah. You always add needless comments as if you just can’t help it.
…Executioner.
…!
Before Baral can do… whatever they were about to do, we snap into a black screen.
I thought the Library ceased pretty much all of its functions?
As that Arbiter said, the Library is my E.G.O. In that case, I can perform such feats without breaking a sweat.
Although this is only a temporary retreat, similar to how guests are greeted.
It seems they are. I don’t have to stay in this Nest, anyway.
Good for us, saves the trouble of packing stuff up to move!
Next time, on Library of Ruina: I go for one last achievement.