Toma stood motionless as Seiji spoke, his blade lowered but not sheathed. He listened curiously. The flickering screen, the layered Metarealm, the Sovereign’s distorted imprint—it was an intriguing notion. The Metarealm was growing more interesting all the time.

	[color=00FFFF]“So…”[/color] Toma began after a brief pause, his gaze lowered pensively. [color=00FFFF]“The Metarealm fractures into Kingdoms. Each ruled by a Sovereign whose Desire reshapes that district…”[/color] Another thoughtful pause. [color=00FFFF]“And if we learn that Desire, and enter that district with the app… we can confront the Authority within.”[/color]

	He glanced up toward Seiji, voice low.

	[color=00FFFF]“Is that about right?”[/color] Then, after a breath, no waiting for a reply:

	[color=00FFFF]“Desire as Dominion… That’s a dangerous truth.”[/color]