She felt it. The flow of time was accelerated inside the dome and it was so smooth that even the memories embedded by her creator could not find a flaw.
She could not tell her Master about those. She knew Big Sis had to have them too but they were locked down. They were meant to be the keys to the Inheritance they were made for.
Their Master, however, knew that was a limited existence. Now that the heirs were claimed and the purpose served, the keys were no longer needed, but they endured. Their Master was making a place for them.
She knew that much but she did not understand it. She was nurtured by her Master's aura, intent, and his cultivation. She was born from the resonance between her artifact and him.
Yet, he did not see her as the tool she was meant to be. It confused her but Big Sis and Uncle Haro did not seem surprised.
