The voice of the God of Knowledge, Tom, echoed through the pure white space. His face, devoid of features and made of blank pages, "looked" at Daniel, waiting for an answer.
"Do you want to leave here?" Daniel asked calmly.
"Yes," Tom did not hide his intentions, continuing to speak with confidence. "I need to go to other world lines to see the layouts of the 'me's for myself. Relying solely on mental images and intel is not enough to make the most precise judgments. Knowledge needs to be verified; that is the most fundamental principle."
"You need to know more information to make a judgment?" Daniel asked.
"That's right. The player in this game is me. I understand their way of thinking. But the differences between world lines introduce variables, and I must grasp those variables," Tom explained.
Daniel smiled faintly, then raised his hand.
"I refuse."
Daniel's attitude was decisive and clear.
