Storyverse

Everwhere at the End of Fantasies, The Sueno Finito; Good Morning

Of course, you already understood that everything happened exactly as it should... although no, wait just a second, I think it will be clearer to you if I use a more traditional type of narration...

[Reader] opens their eyes and looks around. [Reader] is in a huge library. They go to a mirror that someone conveniently placed nearby and look into it. In the reflection, [Reader] sees... Kai, a character from the story they just read, but not quite. The creature in the reflection is dressed in more modern clothes, in addition, black bars with the inscription "[Reader]" are flying across his face at different angles. This is strange, because [Reader] sees everything perfectly. Also, [Reader] is... colorless. Clothes, skin, hair, all these are just different shades of gray. Finally, [Reader] turns to the right, where, literally in the air, a young man sits. He looks exactly like Kai, but like [Reader] himself, he is dressed in more modern clothes – white shirt, black tie with orange outline, black jacket, black trousers... the inside of the jacket is yellow, as are the sleeves of the shirt that peek out from under the jacket . There is a slight smile on this man's face, but not the same as Kai's. This man's much friendlier.

–Welcome, [Reader], to the Library of Babel. I have been waiting for you. You must have a lot of questions. What is this place, who am I, and, in the end, what is The Sueno Finito, which is so beautifully located in the title of this... chapter. I will answer all these 3 questions at the same time. The character Kai in the book called "Storyverse"... you see, he was controlled by me most of the time. That's why I now use him as an avatar to talk to you. His powers to change the Narrative also come from me. But more on that later. When I spoke on behalf of Kai, I already explained what The Sueno Finito is... but it was more than ten chapters ago, and in general, it was said just a slip of a tongue. You don't mind if I repeat this, do you? At the theoretical point of development of civilization in the future, everything that could be imagined will already be imagined. Even fiction – everything that is possible will be written, down to combinations of the smallest details, such as names or titles. After this, creativity will cease to exist as a fact, because of which civilization will cease to develop, and fiction will disappear as such... this is The Sueno Finito. The Sueno Finito is all fiction, all Narrative layers. Everything that has been imagined over the entire existence of life on all Narrative layers... and even what has not yet been imagined. Everything you can possibly imagine. You can say something like "but my world is real, but I can still imagine it"... I'll leave that reasoning for later. All these fantasies are collected here, in the Library of Babylon. Everything that can be thought of in theory is on these shelves. And who am I, since I am here and was even able to invite you?... I am The Sueno Finito, but, of course, if it makes it easier for you, you can call me "Kai". Naturally, I have no personality, goal or similar, because I am, in basics, a collection of everything that could appear in the mind, so to communicate with you, [Reader], I will use the appearance and character of Kai Clain. Author, when writing Storyverse, did not even imagine that I was interfering... but this is natural. Author, like his entire Narrative layer, is just a small part of me... hmm, what are you saying? His world was real, because you are from there? Oh, that's funny. You see, [Reader]...what are you? Do you not know? So let me enlighten you. You are a compilation of all the entities that can imagine and read fiction... of course, you are a [Reader] only in the current context. You still have an individuality... or rather, countless individualities still exist within you. So, for example, there are probably those for whom the Narrative layer of the Author will be "real", because they live on it... but in reality, no matter how it sounds, there is no such thing as reality.

From somewhere out of sight, a girl appears, dressed in white and black maid clothes. She says without showing any emotion:

–I hope you understand that The Sueno Finito does not make mistakes, and it does all these self-corrections only for the sake of literary value.