1 Chapter One: The end of one play and the beginning of another?

[The seed of the Wisdom Project has departed from the text assigned to it.]

[The Wisdom Project is being restarted]

"Heh, then this won't work either.

" Someone spoke as loud whistling sounds and the ground shaking emanated from all around.

"Huh...Huh, Mr. President, what's going on? Has one of the experimental subjects gotten out of control?"

"...."

"No...but sir, if none of the experiments get out of control, what happens then? Don't say, has the reactor lost its stability, but how? We confirmed an hour ago that it was in a stable condition."

"..." He did not answer any of the questions of the old man who appeared on one of the many screens in front of ????, but despite that he continued talking as if he was continuing his role without interest.

"Sir, please pass us your instructions. The search team and guards are starting to panic. We must contai..."

The old man's conversation stopped as the screens were being closed one after another, and the world turned into complete darkness, as if the bright light of the stage had been cut off during the performance, and with it the sounds of panic, crying, and whistling fell silent, as if they had never existed to begin with

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He felt a severe, unnatural pain in his head, as if he had been hit with something hard as iron a short time ago.

He tried to get up, but his attempts were met with failure. His body refused any command from him, and for the first time in his long life, he felt??? Tired and exhausted, he could not resist closing his eyes and falling into a slumber, so he surrendered to these new feelings and lost his sense of self.

When he woke up, he didn't know how much time had passed, but he knew something was wrong. He couldn't feel the cold iron floor, nor could he see any of the bright light from the many television screens he saw every time he repeated the episode, nor hear any noise. Workers and scientists.

"What on earth is going on here? I'm sure there is no such location in the project and what is this whiteness surrounding me…..Could it be that I'm dreaming, heh, I haven't had this thing for a long time."

He didn't really think of a non-dream answer to his situation because he knew better than anyone else that it was impossible that he had been transported while he was locked out or had gotten out of that hell known as Project Wisdom. He tried to move and was surprised by a soft, textured fabric surrounding him. His entire body, and when he pressed the fabric with greater force, a new sight that he had never seen before opened up before him...