The Abandoned Luna's Return
I could feel the internal war in his heart—the desperate, agonizing need to have me back, clashing with the instinctual distrust of a man who had been lied to by the universe since birth.
"What's the catch?" Silas asked, his voice cracking.
"No catch," the Curator smiled, showing teeth that were made of pure, white light. "Just a 'Re-Branding.' The 'Stitched' world becomes a 'Syndicate Sector.' You keep your lives. You keep your memories. You just... let us manage the 'Traffic.' We want to turn this world into a 'Premium Destination' for the entities of the Core. Think of it as a... 'Living Museum' of Humanity."