Part 6: The Lost Archive
The next day, as the digital sky turned artificial purple, the group moved.
Led by the golden Dodo, they reached a forgotten structure amidst pixelated trees and glitched terrain: an ancient archive, buried in code.
Inside, amidst dissolving columns and flickering holograms, they found data. History. Images.
Scenes of a real, devastated world.
Real-life Dodos, chased, captured, transformed into… bits.
“This is our past,” whispered one of the elders. “We were real. Then we were copied, used, erased.”
The little Dodo trembled.
It had not been born digital. It had been stolen. Replicated. Simulated.
And now… it was rewriting itself.