The defection of the Redaction Engine was a turning point in the war against the Mad Author. It had lost its most powerful weapon. More than that, its own creation had chosen the path of meaning over meaninglessness. It was a profound, philosophical defeat.
In his chaotic, screaming library, the Mad Author felt it. For the first time, a note of genuine doubt entered his insane, creative mind. His own, nihilistic argument had been defeated by a better one.
This did not make him angry. It made him… curious.
*'Their story… it is… compelling,'* he thought. *'Perhaps… perhaps I have been too hasty in my critique.'*
