The Sutra screams.
Its pages curl with flame—not fire, but unmemory. Words vanish mid-sentence. Verses bleed into silence.
Adam, Sora, and Riku return to the Archive, the place where all rewritten truths are stored.
But it's burning.
Not from heat.
From contradiction.
The Collapse
The Archive cannot hold what was never meant to coexist:
Peace rewritten from war. Gods reborn from mortals. Names stitched from fragments.
Each rewrite strains the structure.
Reality begins to fracture.
Time loops.
Space folds.
Emotion glitches.
The Librarian Returns
She stands in the flames, untouched.
"You rewrote too much."
Adam pleads.
"We rewrote to survive."
She nods.
"Then choose what survives."
She offers three truths:
The Memory of Gojo — the laughter that shielded the world. The Redemption of Sukuna — the hunger that chose restraint. The Identity of Adam — the archivist who became the rewrite.
Only one can remain.
The others will be lost forever.
The Choice
Sora steps forward.
"Gojo taught me to protect."
Riku steps forward.
"Sukuna taught me to resist."
Adam steps forward.
"But if I forget who I am… who rewrote anything?"
They argue.
They cry.
They remember.
Then Adam opens the Sutra.
He writes:
"I am the memory of all three."
The Archive burns brighter.
Then stabilizes.
The Sutra's Final Form
It no longer writes verses.
It writes realities.
It becomes a living chronicle.
A weapon.
A sanctuary.
A god.
The Librarian bows.
"You have rewritten the Archive. Now rewrite the world."