A warm, sunlit workshop in the morning. The elderly man hugs the boy, who is now fully human, though tiny sparkles of code still drift from ...

A warm, sunlit workshop in the morning. The elderly man hugs the boy, who is now fully human, though tiny sparkles of code still drift from his hair and clothes. Light streams in through the window, dust motes floating in the air. A laptop sits quietly on the desk, screen dark, as if the magic has moved ...