The question was a simple and yet unfathomably complex one.
Was he free?
The choices that he made. The distortions of causality.
His entrance into the Purgatory Lands and his subsequent exit seemed to be part of a chain of reactions that caused all the things occurring right now.
He thought of Vitalis and Vacuous.
He came from a place that could be considered a farm for Fruits of Existence- built upon the labor and weavings of others.
And even those who used to be mysterious entities that lived far above…were crushed under his heel in time.
He thought of the Infiniverse Megalos Seed and Ruination.
He thought of many things in this short span of time as…
Was he free?
"I am free."
WAA!
He replied succinctly.
The choices that he had made were his own.
There was nobody whispering in his ear telling him to take this step or that step. There was nobody forcing him to do anything.