The smoke had dissipated. It no longer smelled of deserts of shadows or secrets kept in narrow hallways. The sky above them was neither black nor blue; it was of a vibrant pink skin, as if the universe itself had become sentient.

In the center of what was once a labyrinth, the Great Android stood. It measured four meters tall, its armor reflecting the soft light, and its eyes, two twin stars, blinked with a mechanical curiosity that bordered on the divine. The Android leaned toward the Guardian of the wall.

— "Will you give me his direction?" —asked the giant, its voice rumbling like a mountain echo. — "I have traveled through the hallways where your friends searched with flashlights, but I need to find his center."

The Guardian, holding the key of Sovereignty, looked at him without fear.

— "Before sharing it with you," —he replied calmly, — "I should ask him if he wants to share it. In this garden, no door opens without the owner's heart granting permission. Not even for a colossus like you."

The Android fell silent, processing the word "respect." Meanwhile, She watched from the edge of the path. She had pretty eyes, that gaze of someone who has seen the eternal in the everyday. She didn't need the direction, because she had already seen him twice, in two different lives intersecting in that instant.

She approached the Android and whispered: — "I saw him once as that intimate act the smoke tried to hide... and I saw him again as the best of my suitors, the one who brought flowers from a past that no longer hurts."

The Android, confused by human duality, asked again: — "How can he be two and be one at the same time? How can he be history and be present?"

The Guardian smiled, seeing the friends' flashlights fading in the distance. — "That is what makes us alive," —said the Guardian. — "There are no longer labyrinths of empty spaces. The treasure was not in the pain of the written village, but in this heartbeat we share now."

Upon understanding that there was nothing left to seek, because he was already home, the Great Android asked for directions no more. With a sigh of metal and light, he walked toward the highest mountain and lay down upon it. His star eyes remained fixed on the pink skin of the sky, becoming an eternal symbol that the search had ended.

She sat at his feet, maintaining her divine essence of an eternal child, while the music video of the world kept playing, celebrating that, beneath the pink skin, everyone had finally joined hands.

The smoke had dissipated. It no longer smelled of deserts of shadows or secrets kept in narrow hallways. The sky above them was neither black nor blue; it was of a vibrant pink skin, as if the universe itself had become sentient.

In the center of what was once a labyrinth, the Great Android stood. It measured four meters tall, its armor reflecting the soft light, and its eyes, two twin stars, blinked with a mechanical curiosity that bordered on the divine. The Android leaned toward the Guardian of the wall.

— "Will you give me his direction?" —asked the giant, its voice rumbling like a mountain echo. — "I have traveled through the hallways where your friends searched with flashlights, but I need to find his center."

The Guardian, holding the key of Sovereignty, looked at him without fear.

— "Before sharing it with you," —he replied calmly, — "I should ask him if he wants to share it. In this garden, no door opens without the owner's heart granting permission. Not even for a colossus like you."

The Android fell silent, processing the word "respect." Meanwhile, She watched from the edge of the path. She had pretty eyes, that gaze of someone who has seen the eternal in the everyday. She didn't need the direction, because she had already seen him twice, in two different lives intersecting in that instant.

She approached the Android and whispered: — "I saw him once as that intimate act the smoke tried to hide... and I saw him again as the best of my suitors, the one who brought flowers from a past that no longer hurts."

The Android, confused by human duality, asked again: — "How can he be two and be one at the same time? How can he be history and be present?"

The Guardian smiled, seeing the friends' flashlights fading in the distance. — "That is what makes us alive," —said the Guardian. — "There are no longer labyrinths of empty spaces. The treasure was not in the pain of the written village, but in this heartbeat we share now."

Upon understanding that there was nothing left to seek, because he was already home, the Great Android asked for directions no more. With a sigh of metal and light, he walked toward the highest mountain and lay down upon it. His star eyes remained fixed on the pink skin of the sky, becoming an eternal symbol that the search had ended.

She sat at his feet, maintaining her divine essence of an eternal child, while the music video of the world kept playing, celebrating that, beneath the pink skin, everyone had finally joined hands.