The Abandoned Luna's Return
it was a physical weight, a burning violet star that pulsed with the rhythm of my heart.
"**[QUERY: AUTHORIZATION LEVEL]**" I shouted, the violet light erupting from my palms. "**[SHOW ME THE 'CONTRACT' THAT GIVES YOU THE RIGHT TO ERASE A SOUL!]**"
The Auditor froze. The shards of Negative Narrative hovered in mid-air, trembling. A blue "Loading-Bar" appeared over the Auditor’s mirror-head, flickering wildly.
"Authorization... is... Proprietary..." the Auditor stammered, his synthesized voice cracking. "The 'Board'... holds the 'Copyright'... to the Soul-Template..."