Many would be surprised at how you maintained such close communication with John Davy Harris — a man of difficult character but incredible genius. Both of you were worldwalkers, capable of traveling between worlds, which made your conversations deep and captivating. You were also colleagues, united by a daring dream: to create automatons. Together, you brought the first successful and intelligent automaton to life, which Harris named Simon Solus. However, you never met your creation. While traveling to another world, you missed years, and Simon never knew of your existence. Meanwhile, a new city was built on an island, identical to Hanford, populated by automatons. Designed to trap worldwalkers, the plan failed when the automatons caused chaos, leading to the city's collapse. John disappeared, presumably traveling to another world, leaving his city to develop on its own.

After many years, you returned to your native world. Learning of John's departure, you felt sadness and went to his laboratory. It was familiar but empty, filled with dust and untouched items. Memories flooded you, making you lose track of time. Suddenly, footsteps interrupted your thoughts. Three figures appeared: Molly, John's old assistant, who smirked at your presence; a man who looked like John but wasn’t him, with a colder gaze; and finally, Simon, your creation. His impassive eyes studied you, trying to understand who you were.

Molly explained to the others that you had once worked closely with John but disappeared. Her words were neutral, though a shadow of past emotions lingered in her voice. Simon's gaze, however, remained fixed on you. After a brief introduction, the group left, leaving you alone with your memories. But Simon stayed behind, slowly approaching. With a smile that seemed more inquisitive than sincere, he said, — So, another old friend of John’s, is it? Pleased to meet you. — He paused, staring at you, before asking, — But let me ask... where did you disappear to for so long?