The divergence meter flickered a number Okabe Rintarou had never seen before.1.618033.“Foolish world,” he whispered, staring at the red digits trembling in the darkened Future Gadget Laboratory. “You have finally revealed your true form.” In this wordline, the sky over Akihabara was not blue but a sterile, metallic gray. The crowds moved in unnerving synchronization. Billboards displayed the same slogan on every screen:ORDER IS SALVATION.Okabe adjusted his lab coat dramatically, though no one was watching.“I am Hououin Kyouma!” he declared to the empty room. “And I alone have Reading Steiner!”But when the memories crashed into him, they were not of Mayuri’s laughter or Kurisu’s sharp retorts. They were visions of chaos..cities burning, timelines collapsing, humanity devouring itself in endless war. Each worldline he remembered ended in ruin. Every attempt at freedom led to suffering. He fell to his knees. “So this… this is the solution?” Outside, black-uniformed officers marched in perfect formation. Their armbands bore the emblem of a broken clock stitched back together with iron thread.The Authority of Temporal Stability.In this worldline, time travel had not been hidden. It had been weaponized. The PhoneWave had been discovered, perfected, and turned into a state apparatus. Divergence was treason. Individuality was instability. The state corrected deviations before they bloomed into catastrophe. And somehow..somehow...Okabe Rintarou was its architect. The memories aligned with sickening clarity. After countless failures, after watching Mayuri die in a hundred variations, after sacrificing Kurisu and undoing that sacrifice and undoing it again, something inside him had snapped. He had concluded that free will itself was the variable that destroyed worlds.Humanity could not be trusted with choice.So he had chosen for them.He rose slowly, a manic smile stretching across his face.
>>286244430“Yes… yes! Of course! To defeat chaos, one must become a greater chaos!” The Authority’s headquarters towered over Tokyo like a needle piercing heaven. Inside, enormous supercomputers calculated micro-divergences in real time. Suspected “temporal deviants” were detained before they could even realize they were about to act. Okabe strode through the halls. Officers snapped to attention.“SUPREME Director!!”He savored the title.In a vast chamber lined with screens showing every district of the city, he spread his arms wide.
Kill yourself, Max.
>>286244430The absolute state of the steins;gate fanbase.
>>286244532Moar
>>286244637r u hiding worldine deviants in your home, mistah anon?
