Dr. Kozakyu begins "When I had life, I was known for my creations, for my ability to bring something new into existence. But here, everything seems already complete, devoid of any need for further creation." She paused, her brows furrowing in deep contemplation. "I question my purpose in this afterlife. If I cannot create or contribute in a tangible way, what value do I hold? How can I find meaning in a realm where everything is already perfect?"
Anzu listened attentively, his compassionate gaze never wavering. He took in the words of the scientist without a fail to understand her emotions.