The intruder wormed their way through the Rot-filled superstructure, finding themselves in a small boxed room. Seemingly empty, they glanced up, spotting a small yet regal figure— an Iterator. A god-like entity beyond their comprehension. The Ancients called him Five Pebbles.

Five Pebbles stared blankly at several holographic screens, their blue hue illuminating his puppet chamber. He sighed to himself, frustrated at his lack of progress… that was until he noticed the presence that rudely interrupted his research. His posture stiffened, and he couldn’t help but scowl. Five Pebbles wanted to be alone.

“What could you possibly want?” The Iterator inquired, not daring to glance behind him.