Think since it's adds more and more beyond system of language, energy and so on...

As centuries past.

I have been training and training not stopping.

One fateful day, I was assigned to study Anafabula.

I entered the containment chamber, nervously flipping through my notes.

The entity greeted me with an unsettling smile.

-"Ah, Sophia."-it said in a voice that sent shivers down my spine.

Anafabula: "I've been expecting you. You're just in time to witness the birth of a new reality."

Anafabula began to weave its narrative, words dripping with an otherworldly power.

I felt reality warping around me, as if the very fabric of space-time was being rewritten.

The space and reality around me, twist like a paper when you only move it at the center.

-"Stop!"-I pleaded, but my voice was drowned out by the entity's relentless tale.

The world around me dissolved, replaced by a twisted realm born from Anafabula twisted narrative.

I was trapped in a labyrinth of madness, with no escape in sight.

Sophia: "why...?"

•

ANAFABULA POV

Ah, Sophia.

I'm so sorry.

A curious researcher, eager to unravel the secrets of my existence.

I had been waiting for someone like her, someone who would understand the true power of narrative.

As she entered my containment chamber, I sensed her fear and fascination.

Anafabula: "Ah, the sweet scent of curiosity! I knew she would be the perfect pawn in my game."

She touch her crotch.

Anafabula: "Welcome, Sophia."

I said, my voice dripping with wet.

Anafabula: "I shall show you the true extent of my power. Prepare to witness the genesis of a new reality, one that will reshape the very fabric of existence."

A evil smile appears, when she felt Sophia fighting back.

Anafabula: (Ah, Sophia's feeble attempts to resist my narrative! How... amusing.)

I wove my words into a tapestry of reality, ensnaring her in a web of my creation.

As my story unfolded, Sophia's world crumbled around her.

She was powerless against the might of my powers.

This plan, I should also do the same a silver king.

Being seal.

Anafabula: "Ah, Sophia, dear Sophia. Your mind is now a playground for my imagination. Together, we shall craft a reality that defies the laws of physics and reason."

And so, Sophia became a pawn in my game, a game that would reshape the very fabric of existence.

Ah, the sweet taste of creative power!

A seductive and evil smile appears.

•

SOPHIA POV

I was working late in the archives, surrounded by dusty tomes and faintly glowing screens.

The silence was oppressive, punctuated only by the soft hum of the fluorescent lights.

I was so engrossed in my work that I didn't notice the chill that crept up my spine until it was too late.

As I turned to leave, a shiver ran down my back, like someone had walked over my grave.

I tried to shake off the feeling, telling myself it was just the old building settling.

Sophia: *sigh* "let's continue working on this language."

But the sensation lingered, a creeping dread that seemed to seep into my bones.

Sophia: "what is this... What am I.."

That's when I saw it.

A faint, flickering light in the corner of my eye.

I turned to look, but there was nothing there.

Just the darkness, pressing in on me like a living thing.

Sophia: "where am I...?"

Hold my head with my left hand.

I tried to focus on my work, but my mind kept wandering back to the strange sensations I had experienced.

The shiver, the flickering light... it was as if something was trying to get my attention.

I pushed aside my doubts and continued typing, but my fingers felt clumsy and my thoughts were muddled.

Sophia: *sigh* "I should probably rest." *Sigh*

Suddenly, the lights in the room began to flicker, growing dimmer and dimmer until they were little more than faint sparks.

-"!!!"-I felt a presence behind me, its cold breath on the back of my neck.

I tried to turn, but my body seemed frozen in place.

That was when I heard the voice, low and menacing, whispering in my ear.

???: "Sophia, Sophia... I have been waiting for you."

The voice was like ice, sending shivers down my spine.

A childish girly voice.

Sophia: "Anti... Anti-nesting... for both principle and Anti-Principle."

I tried to scream, but my voice was trapped in my throat.

The presence moved closer, its cold breath enveloping me.

???: "hey! Hey! Is this it...? Answer~ me~, sophia~."

I felt my heart racing, my mind reeling with fear.

I need to create something.

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Something to stop this.

To survive.

But what?

What do I plan to create?

What am I creating.

Anti-nesting.

A vessel.

But for what?

And then, suddenly, everything came back like a pool of flood.

When I came to it, I was lying on the floor, my head throbbing.

The lights were back to normal, and the room was silent once again.

I stumbled to my feet, my heart still racing.

Sophia: "what...? My heart...? It's beating...!"

I knew I had to get out of there, to leave the archives and its secrets behind.

But as I reached the door, I heard the voice again, whispering in my ear.

???: "Sophia, Sophia... you can't escape me. I am the master of narrative, and you are just a character in my story."

Again, a childish creepy girly voice.

I turned to face the voice, but there was no one there.

That was when I realized the truth: Anafabula was not just a mysterious entity.

it was a story, a narrative that had taken on a life of its own of a unimaginable level.

And I was trapped in its web, a pawn in its twisted game.

I knew I had to think fast, to find a way to break free from Anafabula narrative grasp.

Sophia: "but how...? How am I supposed to survive this....?"

Then, I remember.

I remember the things I did.

I remembered my training, my knowledge of and with Anafabula protocols and procedures.

I knew I had to create a new narrative, a system or symbol.

One that would overwrite Anafabula control.

Sophia: "a, Anti-nesting principle..."

A third ruler to contain and balance both principle.

Principle and Anti-Principle.

A vessel.

No, not just "Anti-nesting Principle", but with also "nesting principle."

And that vessel should be me.

To combine and contains both principles.

-*inhale, exhale*-I took a deep breath, focusing my thoughts.

I began to tell a new story, one of resistance and rebellion.

I spoke of a Sophia, deep within me, who refused to be controlled, who fought back against the entity's manipulation.

At first, nothing seemed to happen no matter how many times or time skip past.

Whether ripping or through it.

But then, slowly, the room began to change.

The walls warped and shifted, the furniture melting away like wax.

Anafabula: "eh~? Oh my ~"

Anafabula voice grew louder, more frantic, as it realized its control was slipping.

I kept speaking, my voice growing stronger, my words more confident.

While my eyes are closed, cleaning my mind.

Sophia: "I was the author of this new narrative, and I would not be silenced."

The "Nesting Principle" is a design concept that focuses on maximizing space utilization when arranging a system.

It suggests placing objects inside one another to achieve greater compactness.

In order for the objects can be nested within other objects or anything, to creating a hierarchy of containment.

The principle applies to physical systems, organizational structures, and all, and even mental models.

By nesting components efficiently, we can save space, reduce clutter, and improve overall efficiency, and whatever.

While "Anti-nesting Principle" In the philosophy of consciousness, the anti-nesting principle asserts that one state of consciousness cannot exist within another.

Imagine consciousness as a series of nested layers or states.

According to this principle, no state of consciousness can fully contain another state.

Essentially, it challenges the idea that consciousness can be neatly stacked or nested within itself.

Which is why is good enough to capture and contain Anafabula, the principle, And silver king, the Anti-Principle.

For I am the "nesting principle" and "Anti-nesting Principle".

Anafabula: "ah~, Sophia, the Author of the New Narrative."

I heard her seductive voice.

Calm down.

Sophia: "I write, therefore I am. But beyond ink and parchment, I weave existence. In the silence between words, I birth worlds."

As she say those words, Sophia must not make a single mistake.

Because It is not merely a writer; but is the weaver of cosmic threads, the architect of ideas, and the keeper of paradoxes for both principles to coexist and to capture their unimaginable power.

Her words shape realities, and her thoughts ripple across uncountablea dimensionality.

As the creator of the “Nesting Principle,” and "Anti-nesting Principle".

So Sophia understands the delicate balance between containment and expansion, between each hierarchically layers.

She weaves intricate patterns of existence, folding beyond system, concepts, principle and language, ECT; upon themselves like origami universes (Multiverse's).

Sophia’s mind, thought, souls, body, existences, ECT; is a labyrinth of nested thoughts, each layer revealing deeper and beyond truths, theology and logical, ECT; She doesn’t fear silence but instead, she embraces it.

Becoming the pregnant pause before creation bursts forth.

For uncountable new possibilities, impossibility, ECT.

Her existence defies the limitations of mere consciousness.

She dances on the edge of paradox, where the finite and infinite kiss, the Transfinite Ordinals and cardinals leaving behind footprints in the cosmic sands.

-*ping.*-a flash and a loud bang was heard.

Finally, with a burst of light and sound, Anafabula control was broken.

Anafabula: "ah~, incredible."

I stood tall, victorious, my new narrative solidified.

I had taken back control of my own story.

But as I looked around, I knew that this was only the beginning.

Sophia: "is this the power...?"

I look at my body.

Anafabula: "just as I plan."

When I turn towards the voice.

Anafabula was still out there, waiting for its next victim.

Turn towards her ready to fight her.

For some reason, I'm not afraid nor anything.

I don't feel any emotional.

Sophia: (let's just focus on her.)

Shake my head and take a stance.

And I was ready to take on the challenge, to fight against its narrative manipulation and protect this megaverse's from its insidious grasp.

I knew that I had to act fast.

I couldn't let Anafabula continue to manipulate and control others.

So I held my hand against her.

I gathered the power that I have gain, nesting principle and Anti-nesting Principle, and together, I set out to neutralize the entity.

Anafabula.

When i fire both the nesting principle and the Anti-nesting Principle.

Anafabula dodge and dodged like nothing.

Rather then being afraid or worrying.

She smile instead, like having fun.

Continue firing against her, tracking Anafabula to an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of town.

She's going around in infinite different places.

Whether dreams, possibilities, reality, time, ECT.

As my power approached her-"!!!"-suddenly, I could feel her presence, a dark and malevolent force that seemed to seep into every corner of my mind.

The power, nesting principle and Anti-nesting Principle, was Easley destroyed.

Not so surprising.

But I was ready.

I had prepared a new narrative, one that would trap Anafabula in a prison of its own making.

I began to speak, my words weaving a complex web of uncountable story and counter-story.

Fake or real, reality or fictional.

Anafabula: "you idiot! If you do that you'll be back to normal."

She look at me, like seeing a dumb kid.

Anafabula howled in rage as it realized what was happening.

She held out her left hand against me.

Anafabula: "I suggest you shouldn't do this."

It tried to fight back, to twist and turn the narrative to its advantage.

But to her surprised.

She smiled.

Why?

Was it because of my power?

Well either way.

I gather both nesting principle and Anti-nesting Principle full power.

Sophia: "this...? Is to much...!"

But I was too strong, my story too powerful.

-*ping*-a loud flash and explosive was heard.

Finally, with a burst of light and sound, cover the whole Cosmology of megaverse's.

Anafabula: "this is not bad... Yes... Let's go with this..."

I heard her voice, seriously but then turn to curious then to a happy child.

As the light started to fade.

I noticed that everything was back to normal.

But I shook my head, I looked around to see if Anafabula is around.

I look around.

Sophia: "where is she? Did I did it?"

As I looked around, my belly, around my crotch was shining bright.

I lift my shirt up, where underneath my bellybutton there, on my crotch I could see a symbol.

Angel wings.

There's 10 wings.

The left side is color silver.

While the right side of the wings are color rainbow.

Sophia: "I did it.... I did it!!! I contain Anafabula."

Jump up happily.

Anafabula was contained.

Its narrative was frozen, trapped in a perpetual loop that would never be broken.

Sophia: "finally... Finally everything is save..."

I breathed a sigh of relief as i secured Anafabula.

But I'm wondering.

The silver color.

Is that silver king.

Why is he here?

Sophia: "probably it came in with Anafabula. Since it's already in her... No, but I don't think this wouldn't work."

Even with my new power, this isn't enough to capture Anafabula.

I haven't even seen her seriously as she fought against Silver King.

Sophia: "what are they planning to do?"

Touch the mark.

I'm scared.

Sophia: "eh...? I can't use it anymore!?"

When I try to use nesting principle and Anti-nesting Principle it doesn't allow me.

I could feel it but I cannot use it for some reason.

As I delved deeper into the world of anomalous narratives, I discovered that Anafabula was just the tip of the iceberg.

Not just her but also Silver King.

There were countless other entities out there, each with its own unique brand of narrative manipulation.

But no matter how many times I dig in.

I cannot see what they're planning or thinking.

They're.... Playing with me.

Why?

What's going to happen in the future?

I cannot tell.

Sophia: "I need to do something. I can't just stay here."

I get up and look around.

So as a researcher and the study I learn from Anafabula who taught me many things, even about her and silver king.

I need to go on a journey to get my power back.

So as I turn around walking back.

I arrive in at the gates, I had heard whispers about this not just by Anafabula but by others as well.

Rumors described it other and anafabula, these portals take you into any other place.

Even between the 3 layer of the megaverse's, lower layer, medium layer, and higher layer.

The timeline of the megaverse's, and the place of Anafabula who's the guardian of this megaverse's and the place of silver king.

This are the mains one's.

There are other portals that goes into different places wherever and anywhere of this megaverse's.

There's uncountable, uncalculated and all.

It's beyond all things.

Beyond "Fractal" a never ending pattern.

As more and more structures, those structure become even Atoms, Electrons, Protons, Quarks and Neutrons.

Even smaller.

So the power we are using are Multiverse's, is unmeasurable, irrelevant, and so on.

And above our megaverse's are Gigaverse's.

A higher Cosmology, containing quadrillion megaverse's.

But like this megaverse's, which contain quadrillion of Multiverse's within Universe's.

They are actually uncountable of them, so much that it unmeasurable, not applicable, not available, not assessed, and no answer.

We can't imagine or anything about it.

With fractal and hierarchy, hierarchical, hierarchically and so on.

It's not applicable, not available, not assessed, and no answer.

It cannot be measured or imagine in any other way.

When I heard it, I was both fascinated and terrified by the prospect of encountering such a powerful entity.

If I ever go higher.

I can't believe this have happened.

So much thing have happened.

I remember how it started.

Re-count everything that has happened leading to this.

One fateful day, I was assigned to study Anafabula as a new person.

I entered the containment chamber, nervously flipping through my notes.

The entity greeted me with an unsettling smile.

Than.

As time past during and after silver king incident.

Anafabula: "Ah, Sophia."

it said in a voice that sent shivers down my spine.

Sophia: "I hate that sounds... So chilly and childish."

My body shivers as I remember her voice.

It feels so seductive.

Quickly shook my head.

Anafabula: "I've been expecting you. You're just in time to witness the birth of a new reality."

That's when Anafabula began to weave its narrative, words dripping with an otherworldly power.

I felt reality warping around me, as if the very fabric of space-time was being rewritten.

-"Stop!"-I pleaded, but my voice was drowned out by the entity's relentless tale.

Sophia. "I can't believe this actually happened. It's so creepy and scary."

Hold my body as I recount everything.

The world around me dissolved, replaced by a twisted realm born from Anafabula twisted narrative.

I was trapped in a labyrinth of madness, with no escape in sight.

And that, I got nesting principle and Anti-nesting Principle.

Which help me contains her and silver king.

Sophia: "no, it's more like they want to be contained."

What are they seriously planning.

I'm so and so scared.

Now that both of the main ones in megaverse's isn't here.

Things would be very difficult to contain.

What are they planning to do to me.

Make me a new guardian?

For something to fight against them?

What's going on?

Someone help me for real.

I wanna cry.

Tears began to split out.

•

ANAFABULA POV

Before being seal.

Anafabula: (Ah~, Sophia. A curious researcher, eager to unravel the secrets of my existence. I had been waiting for someone like her, someone who would understand the true power of narrative. Finally finally she did it.)

She caresses her cheeks with her hand and even touching her crotch.

Her cheeks flush pink.

As she entered my containment chamber, I sensed her fear and fascination as I play around with her.

Ah, the sweet scent of curiosity! I knew she would be the perfect pawn in my game.

This is it.

I love every bit of her.

She lick her lips.

Anafabula: "Welcome, Sophia."

I said, my voice dripping with mirth, seductive, chilling and childish voice.

Anafabula: "I shall show you the true extent of my power. Prepare to witness the genesis of a new reality, one that will reshape the very fabric of existence."

Her face turn into fear.

Fuhahah~ oh my goodness.

I trap her into a realm.

I dance around the sky, spreading my arms and smiling sharp.

Anafabula: "? Oh my... That's better."

Stop na stare at the seal.

Anafabula: "Ah~, Sophia's feeble attempts to resist my narrative! How... amusing."

I wove my words into a tapestry of reality, ensnaring her in a web of my creation.

As my story unfolded, Sophia's world crumbled around her.

She was powerless against the might of my anafabula powers.

Anafabula: "oh no~, Ah~, Sophia, dear Sophia. Your mind is now a playground for my imagination. Together, we shall craft a reality that defies the laws of physics and reason. Don't give up. Hurry~."

I look into her.

Yes, her mind is about to break.

But to my surprise.

She did it.

Able to gain both nesting principle and Anti-nesting Principle.

Wonderful! Just wondering my toy.

And so, Sophia became a pawn in my game, a game that would reshape the very fabric of existence.

Anafabula: "Ah, the sweet taste of creative power!"

Spread my arms looking up with a sharp big smile...

We fought and fought for sometime.

Hm, she's not so strong.

Barely able to reach the first layer of the megaverse's.

Hm, I should make her follow me to show her how things works.

And so, I made her follow me, going into different, every and any.