Rubedo stared at the glowing green digits projected across his obsidian console. The timeline data refused to align with basic logic. He ran the calculation three times. He attended the Miami reunion in 2024.
If Reviel Vane was in her early forties in 2077, she was born in the mid-2030s. That meant she was conceived over a decade after the Royal Mage ripped his soul into this server.
He dragged his armored fingers across the smooth crystal interface. The developers treated human lives as disposable batteries. Fabricating a fake lineage to keep a trapped consciousness anchored to the physical world fit their twisted methodology perfectly.
They could have easily implanted false memories into a random orphan and named her Reviel.
However, another possibility gnawed at his thoughts. The studio might have manipulated his actual life on Earth long before the summoning. They could have erased his memory of a wife and a child to ensure he entered the void without any mental tethers.
