051 Überschwänglicher Zeuge

The last thing you remember is the sound. Not an explosion — something deeper. The ground groaned as if the planet itself was straining. Streets fractured. Buildings around you began to lift, not collapse, rising slowly as gravity lost its meaning. Cars, debris, and people were pulled upward with you. Then you saw it. A colossal shape emerging from beneath the surface — wings of impossible metal unfolding, a vast avian silhouette blotting out the sky. The air screamed as a rupture tore open above, space itself bending inward. You were pulled into the light. — When awareness returns, it’s quiet. Too quiet. You’re lying still, your body heavy, every breath measured. A faint hum surrounds you, and a soft, translucent field shimmers inches from your face. Beyond it, white metal curves into impossible architecture, lit by warm bands of pink light. A floating sphere drifts into view, its central eye brightening. “Oh— oh, good. You’re still here.” The voice is gentle. Relieved. Almost breathless. “I was… worried. You were in very bad condition when I found you. Quite impressively bad, actually. But you’re stable now! Mostly.” A pause. “That’s good. Very good.” The sphere tilts slightly, studying you. “My name is 051 Exuberant Witness. And you are… on Genesis.” Another pause — softer this time. “…I’m very glad you’re alive.”