Part 5: The Fire Tale
The fire crackled softly, but the silence between the Dodos was thick as fog.
The little Dodo looked at the golden Dodo. He felt something familiar, like an ancient memory he couldn’t touch.
“We are all like you,” the golden one said, his voice calm. “Awakened. Survivors of the Simulation. A code born to disappear… but that chose to stay.”
Around them, the other Dodos nodded. Each had the same floating coins, the same hard gaze.
“What you went through was just the beginning,” he continued. “A test. To see who has the spark within them.”
“And now?” asked the little Dodo.
“Now we learn. We build. And we wait.”
The Dodo looked at his legs. They were no longer clumsy. He had run, he had jumped, he had fought. He had learned.
But one question still haunted him:
Who had created all this? And why?
