Something stopped in the corner of his eye. Z-one had numerous screens pulled up so he could observe what was happening outside the Ark Cradle. They weren’t video feeds per say, but more like the vitals of the each of the androids. For the most part, he was looking at the Three Emperors’ data since they were the most likely to cause trouble. But there wasn’t anything odd about their screens and there was nothing wrong with Antinomy’s either. And then there was Paradox…

Yes, something had definitely stopped. Paradox wasn’t relaying any more signals.

His heart clenched in dread for a second before he remembered proper sense. It was just a robot. Just a copy. Paradox and all of his other friends were already gone, so there was no need to grieve once again.

It was a pity that the world remained largely unchanged by Paradox’s actions, but they were both very much aware how useless his mission would be. Rather, his main purpose in assigning it to Paradox was something a little more contrived, and he wasn’t entirely sure if the other was aware of it. No matter. He was gone.