Ash stood quietly for a moment after the visions faded, the weight of what he had just witnessed settling over him.
Even with his current power, the Mother had remained almost completely obscured in the memories — a faint, glowing silhouette whose true form refused to reveal itself. That alone was enough to deepen his curiosity.
"So, I'm guessing you're clueless about the Father?" he asked, turning his gaze toward the Dream.
The Dream tilted her head, her colorful eyes showing genuine confusion.
"The Father…? I have never heard of such a being. The Mother was the only one who talked to us in the beginning..."
Ash waved it off casually with a small shrug.
"As I thought."
He chose to let Male and The Merchant off the hook because he was aware of their intention to enter Nonexistence.
If his understanding was correct, based on the patterns established since the time of the Organisms, this course of action aligned with a greater truth.
