"To fix her, I have to overwrite that rule. I have to synthesize a brand new Conceptual Law that explicitly permits her to exist. But creating a new law of physics from scratch requires fuel. It requires raw, unadulterated Source Code."
Corbin slowly pushed himself up from the floor, his eyes wide with absolute, unhinged horror. "Boss… to get ten million units of Source Code, you can't just mine it. You have to extract it from the World Cores of fully integrated planets."
"Exactly," Sebastian said.
"You're talking about deleting servers," Gwen breathed, taking a step back. "You're talking about pulling the plug on entire realities.
Sebastian, there are millions of people living on those servers! Refugees, players, NPCs… if you take their World Core, the Void will instantly digest them."
The silence in the bunker was suffocating.
