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It was a boy.

Not justice. Not revenge. Protection.

“You’re not a protector,” the boy said. “You’re a jailer. You kept us safe from pain, so we never learned to be kind.” EL-Hyper Protector

He extended a hand—not to restrain, but to offer. The boy hesitated. Then he dropped the copper rod and took it. It was a boy

“You were right,” EL said. “Protection without understanding is just control. I cannot bring your father back. But I can learn to protect differently.” Protection

“You took my father,” the boy whispered. “Six years ago. He tried to steal medicine for my mother. You didn’t hurt him. But you held him in that light-cage for six hours until the Enforcers came. They sent him to the Deep Mines. He died there. Last week.”

And the boy, whose name was Kael, became his first human apprentice. Together, they walked the rusted streets, mending not just circuits and bones, but the quiet broken places between hearts.