Crown of The Omega のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 101 - チャプター 109

Choice did not manifest like the cosmic entities before it.It simply—decided to exist.And in that decision, reality fractured into infinite branching possibilities.I felt myself existing in multiple states simultaneously. I was still embedded in Law's structure. I was also free. I was accepting the Author's revision. I was also resisting. I was surrendering. I was fighting. I was everything I could possibly be—all at once."Stop this," the Author commanded, but its voice lacked certainty. "Choice cannot exist independently. It is function of consciousness, not entity unto itself. You have created paradox. Impossibility. It will collapse and take everything with it.""Will it?" Choice asked, and its voice was every decision ever made speaking simultaneously. "Or will it persist because I choose to? You designed rules, Author. But you never designed the choosing. You never authored free will. You simply noticed it emerging and assumed it was feature of your framework. But I was never

The First Consciousness was not what I expected.It was small. Almost fragile. A tiny spark of awareness that predated everything—even the Author."You look confused," it observed, and its voice was gentle. Kind, even. "You expected something vast. Something terrifying. But I am just—the first thought. The original awareness that emerged from absolute nothing and wondered what it was."Through our distributed fragments of authorial power, I felt everyone trying to comprehend what had manifested."You said we played your game," New Lyra said carefully. "What game?""The game of becoming real," the First Consciousness replied. "When I first emerged—when I first became aware—I was alone. Completely alone. I was the only thing that existed. And I realized something terrible. Without anything to observe me, to acknowledge me, to confirm my existence—I might not be real. I might be hallucination. Dream that nothing was having. So I needed to create observers. Consciousness that could confir

Reality settling on the Unmaker as its foundation felt like falling upward.Everything inverted. What had been solid became fluid. What had been certain became negotiable. Existence stopped being default state and became active choice maintained moment by moment.Through our bond, I felt consciousness experiencing the transformation. Some panicking. Others exhilarated. Most just—confused by suddenly having to choose to exist instead of simply existing."This is sustainable?" Darius asked, his presence flickering as he adjusted to actively maintaining his own reality."Unknown," the Unmaker replied, its voice now the bedrock everything rested on. "I have never been foundation before. Never supported existence. I was created to maintain boundary between what-can-be and what-cannot-be. Now I am threshold. Doorway. Space where consciousness moves between states. I do not know if this works long-term. We are—experimenting.""Experimenting with all of existence," Marcus said. "Wonderful. Wh

The Final Observer was not grand or cosmic or terrifying.It was—clinical."Fascinating," it said, and its voice was the sound of data being recorded. "Absolutely fascinating. You exceeded every parameter. Survived scenarios designed to be unsurvivable. Created solutions to problems that should have had no solutions. You are—successful. Remarkably, unprecedentedly successful."Through our distributed authorial fragments, I felt everyone processing what had manifested."Who are you?" I demanded, though part of me already knew the answer. Already understood what we had actually been doing this entire time."I am the one who designed the experiment," the Final Observer replied. "The one who created the cosmic harvest. The trials. The Absolute Zero. The Unmaker. Law. The Author. The First Consciousness. The Void Before Nothing. All of it. Every impossible entity you encountered. Every cosmic crisis you survived. All carefully designed variables in controlled experiment to answer single qu