Text was already there, in a notation he recognized — the Tower's administrative documentation format, the same style as the permanent archive's entries, precise and specific and structured for permanent record rather than narrative flow. The page held a record:
A regression-class climber. Old-world run ending at the Veil Compact's inserted floor. Soul transit across the constellation stream. Merger with a dying preservation constellation's essence in a body built by the Tower's only previous convergent being. Second run, floors one through seventy-four. Boundary work, fable accumulation, compound output development, convergence threshold reached at floor seventy-two.
The record ended there.
Below the last entry, a blank space.
The pen in his hand.
