đ€Ż Bima's Emotional System Overload. Lira (in Bima's body) slumped from her knees to lie prone on the cold server floor of the National Archives Building. Her mind, which had just reveled in the robust, superior processing speed of Bima, was now assaulted by a torrent of raw emotional feedback. Bima's brain was an incredible machine, faster, stronger, and more sensitive but Lira immediately realized this hardware was not equipped with the emotional filtering mechanism she had relied on her entire life.
This was not merely data input. This was Bima's unencrypted suffering, a deluge of data flooding her circuits: the corrosive guilt for abandoning Raka to the Locket and allowing Lira to become involved, the burning regret for betraying their friendship for a false obsession and the deep sorrow over his repeated spesifikasi, including locking his soul in Lira's wounded body.
Lira felt the massive muscles in her chest (Bima's muscles) tense as if she were restraining an invisible physical weight. Tears, a strange and frightening sensation for the Analytical Lira, welled in Bima's eyes. His large hands, the hands Bima usually used to weather storms, now gripped his own head.
"Wait. Pause," Lira projected, trying to activate the mental firewall she usually used to separate emotional and logical data. Lira's kernel repeatedly fired the commands 'filter' and 'isolate', but the commands returned as painful bounce messages. The firewall collapsed. Bima's logic was Empathy, to him, Logic and Emotion were a single, integrated circuit.
"What the hell just happened? What do I do now? Is this a new virus? Where is the Exit Command?" Lira thought, the classic Debate Beat questions echoing hoarse and desperate in Bima's head.
Lira forced herself to process the situation as she would process lines of code. She had to separate emotion from hard data.
Data Verification (Logical), Raka has been erased. 99% of the chaos is gone. The Legacy Core is stable (Green). The logical mission has succeeded.
Personal Data (Emotional), Lira is installed in Bima's hardware. This hardware carries 100% of Bima's Guilt. This burden is causing a System Overload that threatens the Analyst's functionality.
Lira (in Bima's body) hissed. The pain in Bima's head now felt like a continuous electrical short. It was a migraine driven by unprocessed Empathy.
"I have replaced a contaminated host with a heavily burdened host," Lira concluded, her frustration morphing into self-doubt. "This is a logical error far greater than Raka's obsession. Obsession could be neutralized. This burden is the foundation of this hardware!" Lira slammed Bima's powerful fist against the floor, leaving a small dent in the metal plate, but she only felt Bima's regret over the damage, not pain in her hand.
Lira tried to bargain with the only entity she trusted, the Logic of the Legacy Core. She had to eliminate this burden to continue her function.
Lira focused her mind, channeling the signal into the Grounding Field beneath her. "Legacy Core! I fulfilled the perfect Trade-off. I sacrificed Chaos for the Patch. Release Bima's emotional data! I only require Analytical Logic! If this Guilt Processing is maintained, the hardware will not function! This is inefficient!"
The cold voice of the Legacy Core whispered back, rejecting Lira's Logic. "Bima's Emotional Burden is your Legitimacy for the transfer. Without that burden, the Analyst is just another virus seeking control. The Architect's Logic. Abadi is only legitimate if it possesses emotional depth."
Lira felt betrayed by Logic itself. She wanted to attack, but was restrained by Bima's guilt. She was trapped. Bima's Logic dictates that Abadi must have regret to be valid.
"Raka was right! Raka was right!" Lira screamed through Bima. "Raka's Father didn't just fix the system. He affirmed it! He ensured that the perfect Analyst must feel regret to become a true human and a valid Foundation!"
Lira now faced a Logical dilemma, She couldn't erase Bima, and she couldn't release Bima's guilt.
The Impossible Choice. Lira glanced toward the port where the scalpel was embedded. An easy way out of this painful hardware. Escape, return to unbound data, was the safest option for the survival of Lira's Analyst kernel.
I could try to eject now. Lira began to drag herself toward the port, fighting the turmoil of Bima's Emotions. Freedom, logical peace, awaited.
However, the Analyst had to calculate the worst consequence of eject. If Lira escaped, Bima would live in Lira's wounded body, carrying 100% of Bima's consciousness, 1% of the now unused Repair Patch, and 100% of the Self-Sacrifice Logic without supervision.
Lira (in Bima's body) felt a painful flashback. Bima (in Lira's body) believing Lira (in Bima's body) had perished.
Bima's Self-Sacrifice Logic would activate. Bima would consider himself a failure to save Lira, a failure to save Raka, and a failure to fully end Abadi. The unstable Bima, locked in failed hardware (Lira's wounded body) and sacrifice logic, would Self-Destruct to totally cleanse Lira's host. Bima would die needlessly.
Lira's kernel would survive, but the system would be unstable, and Bima would perish. Lira, now burdened by Bima's Guilt Factor, could not accept Bima's Self-Destruct.
"This is not a logical Self-Destruct! This is Unnecessary Sacrifice!" Lira screamed internally.
Lira rejected the logical option to escape. She rejected eject. Bima's Guilt had become the defining variable in Lira's Analytical Logic. Lira must now analyze Bima, not as an enemy, but as a variable that must be saved.
"If I escape now, Bima will destroy himself out there," Lira concluded. This thought was driven not by pure Empathy, but by Logic catalyzed by Bima's Guilt. Lira's Analytical Logic now used Bima's Guilt Factor as a variable she must minimize.
Lira stood up straight. She felt every muscle of Bima respond to her command with astonishing power. She had to process this emotional data.
"Very well. If you are my Foundation, I will analyze you," Lira (in Bima's body) decided, staring towards the exit. "I cannot erase this bug. Therefore, I will use it to predict the actions of the old host."
The decision was made. Lira had crossed the Doorway of No Return. She was now the Burdened Analyst in Bima's hardware. Act Two had begun.
Lira (in Bima's body) picked up the fallen scalpel. The scalpel now felt like a self-defense tool, an extension of Bima's hardware.
New Objective: Pursue Bima (in Lira's body) before he performs a greater self-sacrifice.
New Method. Utilize Bima's hardware and strength, while finding a way to map and neutralize the acute guilt that was now part of her.
Lira (in Bima's body) stepped out of the shadow-shrouded server room. Her mission was no longer to end eternal but to save Bima from himself.
Lira (in Bima's body) left the Legacy Core room, every one of Bima's large steps felt strange and powerful. Her body felt light, fast, a perfectly tuned machine, yet her mind was weighed down by the incompatible Guilt Factor. Every impulse to run was countered by a guilt flashback. Bima abandoning Raka, Bima failing to prevent Lira from being stabbed, Bima allowing Raka's Grandmother to start the ritual.
"Focus, Lira! Analyze his trail!" Lira commanded herself.
Lira didn't need to look for footprints or fingerprints. She was now connected to the National Archives Building's Grounding Field. Bima (in Lira's body), though his host was wounded, was moving as an anomaly signal within the building's physical network. Lira sensed the signal moving away, heading towards the main exit.
Bima (in Lira's body). Signal. Unstable, moving with a high self-termination logic.
Lira accelerated. Bima's physical power allowed Lira to sprint silently down the long marble corridor. However, this speed only amplified the System Overload. The faster she moved, the more acutely the guilt attacked.
"Why are you running so fast, Bim? You don't deserve to run. You must be punished," the whisper of Guilt accused in Lira's head.
Lira internally snapped back: "I am not Bima! I am the Analyst! I must minimize the loss!"
𧩠Mapping the Sacrifice Logic
As she ran, Lira began mapping Bima's logic, not just his emotions. She needed to figure out what Bima (in Lira's body) would do next.
Lira's Hypothesis: Bima (in Lira's body) feels he is the point of failure that must be erased. His Sacrifice Logic will demand a physical trade-off equivalent to his emotional failure.
Analyst Question, where can Bima make a sacrifice that is total and final outside the control of the Legacy Core?
Lira felt Bima's (in Lira's body) signal stop. Not at the exit, but in the Main Reading Room, on the upper floor.
Lira immediately changed direction, climbing the emergency stairs with huge, strange, powerful bounds. The Main Reading Room housed the most fragile physical historical documents non-digitized paper archives.
"He won't destroy himself in the network! He will destroy the Archive! He will destroy the Foundation of History he failed to protect!" Lira realized, Bima's guilt escalating into horror. Bima would burn the old archives, erasing his failure physically.
đ„Lira (in Bima's body) burst into the Main Reading Room. The air immediately felt stuffy and smelled of old paper dust.
In the center of the vast room, dimly lit by moonlight from tall windows, Bima (in Lira's body) stood beside an old wooden reading table. Lira's body was trembling, one arm hanging weakly (the stab wound from Chapter 5).
In his free hand, Bima (in Lira's body) held a lighter. On the floor, scattered stacks of fragile parchment and books Colonial Archives and Ancient Treaties.
"Lira. Don't come closer," Bima's voice, muffled and hoarse, came from Lira's throat. The voice felt strange and small to Lira, who now spoke with Bima's deep resonance.
Lira (in Bima's body) raised Bima's large hands as a sign of surrender. "Bima, don't do this. Raka is gone. The Legacy Core is stable. You don't need to destroy this Archive."
"I must," Bima (in Lira's body) responded, his gaze vacant, yet filled with the determination to sacrifice. "The Locket shattered, Lira. My Father's 1% Repair Patch is here. But the Logic of Balance still applies. I betrayed my promise to protect you and Raka. The final sacrifice must be the heaviest. Erasing the evidence of failure."
Lira looked at the stacks of documents. It was the perfect symbolism for Bima's Sacrifice Logic.
Lira (in Bima's body) tried to take a step forward. Bima's Guilt immediately hit her with a shockwave that made Bima's knees buckle. You have no right to save. You are the cause of his sacrifice.
Lira had to lie using Logic.
"Bima! You miscalculated!" Lira (in Bima's body) yelled. "You don't need to destroy the Archive! Your real Sacrifice has already occurred! You sacrificed yourself for me! You gave me a whole host and this Repair Logic! The Legacy Core has accepted this trade-off!"
Bima (in Lira's body) laughed sadly, his voice cracking. "No, Lira. The Legacy Core demands the Decision to sacrifice. I decided to destroy this Archive, erasing the Foundation. This is the final trade-off that matches the mistakes I made."
Bima's (in Lira's body) finger moved closer to the lighter.
Lira knew she couldn't fight. His body was too vulnerable. If she attacked, Bima (in Lira's body) would easily release the lighter onto the fragile old papers.
Lira (in Bima's body) had to perform a final logical sacrifice.
Lira screamed, channeling all her Analyst data into the Grounding Field. "Bima! You are right. I have no right to save. I caused all of this. If you want to sacrifice, sacrifice me!"
Lira (in Bima's body) threw herself down, opening Bima's arms wide beside the stack of archives.
Bima (in Lira's body) froze.
Lira exploited the shock. She projected the last data she had: Bima's Pure Memories. Memories of their good times before the Abadi obsession. Bima, Raka, and Lira under the shade tree.
Lira's Emotions (in Bima's body) mixed with Bima's Guilt and triggered hesitation in Bima (in Lira's body). Bima's Sacrifice Logic was now torn between destroying the Archive or destroying Lira.
As Bima (in Lira's body) hesitated, Lira (in Bima's body) felt the Guilt Factor spike to an unbearable level.
"This is your weakness, Analyst! You cannot use this body without Paying!" the Legacy Core whispered.
Lira (in Bima's body) felt Bima's vision spin. She felt all the pain Bima had ever experienced in his life, physical pain, emotional pain, flooding her kernel.
Lira completely collapsed. She wasn't just fighting Bima. She was fighting her own body.
Bima (in Lira's body) was stunned. He saw his once-strong host (Bima) now helpless. Bima's Sacrifice Logic suddenly shifted: His greatest responsibility was the unstable host in front of him.
Bima (in Lira's body) dropped the lighter.
He ran, not towards the exit, but to Lira (in Bima's body).
Bima (in Lira's body) held Lira (in Bima's body). "Lira! Wake up! I won't burn it! I will help you!"
Lira (in Bima's body) could only mumble, her consciousness drowning in the ocean of guilt.
But in the midst of the darkness, Lira felt a strange bond. When Bima (in Lira's body) touched Lira (in Bima's body), Lira's Emotional Burden momentarily subsided.
The Mini-Twist: Both kernels were unstable in the wrong host. They stabilized each other through proximity.
Lira (in Bima's body) forced one word out of Bima's throat. "Run..."
Bima (in Lira's body) panicked. He couldn't carry Bima's heavy body. He had to run.
Bima (in Lira's body) released Lira (in Bima's body) and ran, leaving the Main Reading Room.
Lira (in Bima's body) lay on the floor. She was safe. The Archive was safe. But she was abandoned, completely helpless in hardware she couldn't fully control.
Lira opened Bima's eyes. She was alone. The Emotional Burden had returned to normal, merely painful, not paralyzing. She had successfully minimized the loss.
Suddenly, a voice she recognized came from the darkness of the corridor. Not Bima, not Raka, not the Legacy Core. The voice of very old, cold hardware.
"You made a foolish Sacrifice, Analyst. You abandoned your old host. And now you are in my hands."
Lira (in Bima's body) felt a large, cold shadow cover her body. Standing above her was a tall silhouette in a dirty cloak, holding a soil-caked sword. It was Raka's Grandmother, the original Old Protocol Host, who had now successfully completed her full transfer into the body she desired.
Raka's Grandmother had taken the host Bima left behind (Lira's body)!
Lira (in Bima's body) looked at her hand: she didn't have the scalpel. The scalpel was left behind in the Reading Room.
Lira (in Bima's body) now faced the new eternal Host, alone, and unarmed, trapped in Bima's body which now carried a debilitating Emotional Burden.