What if the world you know was designed to end you?
Quietly. With your full consent.
Caius has always felt it—the subtle wrongness beneath perfection. The way suffering is too balanced. How chaos follows rules no one admits exist. The way people smile at things that should terrify them.
Everyone else calls it peace.
He calls it a pattern.
He was never meant to see it. Never meant to survive it. And when the thing that shaped the world finally becomes aware of him, Caius isn't given a choice.
Now, he must become the contradiction.
The error no system can erase.
The thought that turns perfection into panic.
Because the architect of this world does not fear war...
It fears being wrong.
