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 ==== Character Story: Part II ====
+**Memorial Symposium: Celebrating Madam Herta's ■■th Birthday**\\
+Meeting Minutes, Topic One: A Retrospective of Madam Herta's Scientific Achievements\\
+Meeting Minutes, Topic Two: Anecdotes and Stories from Madam Herta's Life\\
+...\\
+Meeting Minutes, Topic Five: Panel Discussion on "Exploring the Boundaries of Science and its Profound Implications"\\
+...\\
+Meeting Minutes, Provisional Topic: Moment of Silence. Breaking news from reliable media sources, Madam Herta has passed away...\\
+Meeting Minutes, Provisional Topic 2: Madam Herta Makes an Unexpected Appearance and Delivers a Speech!
+**Madam Herta's Speech**\\
+//"Thank you all for your heartfelt condolences. Unfortunately, it seems I must disappoint some of you yet again."//
+//"Are you... Madam Herta?"\\
+"Is this a puppet of Madam Herta?"\\
+Did your paper on de-aging... actually work!?"\\
+"Madam Herta, we need an explanation!"//\\
+...\\
+Madam Herta cleared her throat and lifted her scepter aloft —\\
+//"It's all thanks to Magic."//
+//"Madam Herta, hold on a moment!"\\
+"It's impossible! The de-aging concept is purely theoretical. We're light-years away from actual application..."\\
+"Science? Can she even be called a scientist anymore? That's just absurd!"\\
+"Not to kill the vibe, but how do you always manage to make such a stunning entrance?"//
+//"Pretty amusing, isn't it? The press loves to churn out false news for headlines, while the old timers can't wait for me to bite the dust, hoping to prove my anti-aging theory is just a pipe dream."//\\
+She switches off the conference video and calmly resumes her afternoon tea.\\
+//"All your theories have been shown to have potential, yet... future scholars have never truly captured your essence, making replication impossible."// The calm woman sips her tea.\\
+//"Logic: The so-called 'magic' of youth Madam Herta mentions is her biting satire. Deductive: The theory's core principles involve reversing energy and manipulating time, which requires exacting conditions. Computation: ..."//\\
+Her smile broadens as she slides a plum pastry across to the Intellitron, cutting off his monologue.\\
+//"Some truths don't need to be spoken. Here, have a treat."//
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 ==== Character Story: Part III ====
+On the edge of the galaxy, within a desolate, lifeless star system, a mysterious tower flickers in and out of view amid a swirling vortex.
+//"I refuse to wear myself out in this sprawling mansion."//\\
+She surveyed the vast, empty room, signalling the puppets to approach. With a series of cheerful clicks and whirls, they danced toward her —\\
+//"Madam Herta is a peerless gem!"\\
+"Madam Herta is an unrivaled genius!"\\
+"Madam Herta is  an inimitable beauty!"\\
+"Enough already, back to your tasks."// She dismissed them with a wave of her hand. Three to scrub the floors, two to tend the gardens, and one...\\
+//"Brew some coffee. It's chilly today, and I need something warm."//\\
+The brown beans crunched under the grinder, hot water washed over them, and the dark liquid joyfully bubbled.\\
+//"Madam Herta, you've received an inquiry from the Intelligentsia Guild. They're challenging your..."\\
+"Are they still fussing over my 'evident proof'? Just send them a few canned replies from the list."\\
+"Madam Herta, the Interastral Peace Corporation has sent an invitation..."\\
+"Tell them their gadgets don't interest me."\\
+"Madam Herta, the University of Veritas Prime wishes to name you an honorary professor..."\\
+"Which institution is that again?"//\\
+...\\
+Gradually, the puppets handled all mundane affairs, allowing her to vanish from the public eye.
+Secluded at her tower's apex, she dismissed the external world to unravel the puzzles lingering in her thoughts.\\
+//"I wish to know, ■■■■ ■■■ ■■ ■■■■■ ■■■■■■?"//\\
+Thus, the First Mirror came into being.\\
+//"I wish to know, ■■■■ ■■ ■■■ ■■■■■■■ ■■ ■■■■?"//\\
+Thus, the Second Mirror gleamed into existence.\\
+//"I wish to know, ■■■ ■■■ ■ ■■■ ■■■■ ■■■■■■■?"//\\
+Thus, the Third Mirror chimed succinctly.\\
+//"I wish to know, ■■■ ■■ ■ ■■■ ■■■■■■?"//\\
+Thus, the Fourth Mirror was formed with reverence.\\
+Her whereabouts remained a mystery, as did her reasons for shunning the limelight. Yet, her provocative theories and speculations continued to stir endless discussions.
+A long time passes. After she has completed her extrapolations, she seems unsatisfied.\\
+//"There are no more problems left to solve — this, in itself, is the greatest problem."\\
+"Are you saying..."// The mirror understands perfectly.\\
+//"Why don't we create more problems?"//
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 ==== Character Story: Part IV ====
+Herta: The Simulated Universe has always been simulating the Aeons and asking THEM questions. This time, we might as well let the Aeon ask me instead... It'd be great if THEIR question put me at a loss for words.[(Changed for flow.)]\\
+Herta: ... I need to get THEM out first.\\
+Simulated Universe: Madam Herta broadcasts to the entire Simulated Universe the answer to the Imaginary Overflow Question. Fail.\\
+Simulated Universe: Madam Herta pinches her nose and broadcasts the entire Simulated Universe a speech praising the Aeons. Fail.\\
+Herta: Boring. I'm leaving.\\
+Simulated Universe: THEY appear in the blink of an eye. THEIR form looms vast like a deity, with gears and cables intricately entwined in sublime complexity. THEY observe, calculate, and seek to know everything. THEY give questions, conduct proofs, and obtain answers. THEY do nothing else.\\
+Simulated Universe: THEY know too much — You can't ask THEM anything. Humans are so ignorant before THEM. Those tiny amounts of experience and knowledge in your head... They are pitifully small in volume.
+Herta: So, only Nous would give me some respect.\\
+Herta: Other humans view my thinking process as incomprehensible magic, and I view your thoughts in the same way. So, all-knowing being, ask me —\\
+Nous: ■■!\\
+Herta: Please speak human.\\
+Nous: THEY do not respond and remain silent.\\
+Herta: ...\\
+Herta: I have nothing to say, either.\\
+Simulated Universe: You are instantly expelled by some force. The deepest secret of this universe is like an abuss with tentacles, dragging you into inescapable fear.\\
+Simulated Universe: Herta has been forcibly logged out.
+↡↡↡
+Simulated Universe: Herta has re-logged.\\
+Herta: Aha! I knew it was you.\\
+Nous?: THEY said "HAHA!" Hahahahaha!\\
+Nous?: You bought that? Look. The computing power of the Simulated Universe is swarming here like the patterns of a rainbow lollipop.\\
+Nous?: What? You are so sure that THEY won't reply with HAHA?\\
+Herta: Heh, because Droidhead would never answer! Questions and doubts are the essence of thought. There is nothing that is forbidden, nothing serves as a boundary, and nothing is regarded as its end —\\
+Herta: Unless THEY quit.
+↡↡↡
+Herta: But you can't just leave like this. As compensation, ask me a question — but no jokes allowed.\\
+Aha: Whenever mortals think, Doridhead would laugh! Would you like to become a Masked Fool for me? Let me glance at you?\\
+Herta: Get out. I want Idrila.
+;;#
+— An ancient Simulated Universe operation record
+;;#