Rin did not tell anyone about the conversation with the God.
Not immediately. He wasn't sure why, perhaps because the conversation had felt strangely private.
Perhaps because, for the first time, he had seen the God not as an enemy, but as the lonely child he had once protected. Or perhaps because there was something about the conversation that bothered him.
Something he couldn't quite name. Rin sat at the edge of his bed, staring at the window.
The sunrise had already begun. The room was quiet. Too quiet.
He reached into the drawer beside his bed. His fingers touched paper.
Rin pulled it out. The letter. The one he had received several days ago. The one that had contained only a few words.
DO NOT TRUST THE SYSTEM.
He had almost forgotten about it. Almost. Rin unfolded the paper again. Nothing had changed.
No signature. No explanation. Just the warning.
He read it again. Then again.
"Why?"
He whispered. Why would someone tell him not to trust Sol?
