Fang Yuan didn't need the system to tell him. His Null-Logic vibrated in a specific, jagged frequency that only occurred when encountering something from "Outside".
"This isn't Rank 6 technology of this universe," Yuan whispered, his indigo eyes reflecting the silver silk of the armor. "The Council of Order thinks they suppressed a rebel weapon. They are fools. This thing... it doesn't obey the Speed of Light or the Laws of Causality. It was dropped here from a Higher Plane—perhaps from the Eternal Void itself."
The Realization:
The Origin: The armor, the "Aegis of the Void-Slayer," was a "Foreign Object." In the language of the Multiverse, it was a glitch. It wasn't built; it was written into the world using a code that predates the creation of the current Council.
The Logic: While Rank 6 weapons of this universe manipulate reality, this armor ignores reality. It doesn't block a sword; it makes the concept of "the sword hitting the body" logically impossible.
The Connection: Han didn't "build" this. Han was simply the only person in this galaxy whose brain was broken enough to "hear" the armor's instructions.
"You were waiting for someone who could speak your language," Yuan said to the suit. "Han was a translator. I am the Speaker."
[SYSTEM ALERT: DETECTING TRANSCENDENT MATERIAL]
[OBJECT CLASSIFICATION: ERROR-CODE-ZERO]
Yuan didn't try to wear it. His Rank 1 body would vaporize instantly if he touched the "Core" of a multi-dimensional glitch. Instead, he did something far more sinister. He used the Broken Spindle of Fate to begin "weaving" the armor's silver threads directly into his nervous system.
He wasn't going to wear the armor. He was going to become it.