"Are you a god now?" Tanzila asked.
Tanvir paused.
Then shook his head slightly.
"No."
"Then what are you?"
He looked at her.
And for a moment—
There was something ancient in his gaze.
"Gods exist within systems."
"And you?"
"I am what remains when systems end."
Tanzila stepped closer.
"You sound empty."
"I am."
"Then why continue?"
Tanvir didn't answer immediately.
Because for the first time—
There was no logical answer.
And that…
Was unfamiliar.