Part 7: First Flight
After days of training, the group had learned to manipulate small pieces of the system: floating, duplicating coins, even altering the edges of the jungle.
But that night, something different happened.
Little Dodo, leaping from peak to peak, felt a pulse… and his feet no longer touched the ground.
He was flying.
He wasn’t like a bird. Not really. But he was floating, controlling his fall. It was an evolution, a refined glitch.
Back on the ground, everyone was watching.
“The system is breaking,” said the golden one. “And you’re opening it up.”
For the first time, little Dodo felt no fear.
He felt possibility.