Ivy stood before the glowing panel, a faint warmth radiating from its surface, reminding her that this was no ordinary construct.
'I can make my own rules… enforce them… and everything inside the base becomes my domain.'
That realization pulsed through her like a second heartbeat.
The air around her shimmered faintly, as if even the temporal space acknowledged her rising authority.
She drew in a slow breath, trying to steady her racing pulse.
"If I write down a rule… will it really be implemented immediately? How exactly does this power even work?"
For the first time, the temporal storage responded in a way that felt almost alive, no longer like a pre-programmed machine but something capable of understanding.
Its calm, mechanical voice echoed softly.
