Professor Cube moved through the crowd, his blue edges shimmering faintly, eyes scanning the horizon for hope. The spheres’ laughter rang out around him, a constant reminder of the injustice. Nearby, Qubit, his son, struggled to keep up, his face a mask of resignation.

Professor Cube adjusted the final wires, his hands trembling with anticipation. "Father, is this really going to work? Will we be free?" "If we follow the instructions precisely, Qubit, we can reach Eden—where kindness thrives and we are not slaves," he replied, voice hushed but hopeful.

Professor Cube knelt beside Qubit, explaining the delicate balance needed to use the devices. "Move neither too fast nor too slow. Stay focused, and you’ll remain safe," he cautioned, pressing the device gently into Qubit’s grip. "I understand, Father. I won’t let you down," Qubit replied, determination flickering in his eyes.

For a time, they fly in perfect harmony, invisible to all. Qubit marvels at his newfound freedom, feeling exhilaration surge through him. "Father, it’s incredible! I feel unstoppable!" Professor Cube reminds him, "Stay vigilant, Qubit. Freedom demands discipline."

Professor Cube turns, panic in his voice. "Qubit! Slow down—no!" But Qubit is gone, lost to the void, his voice echoing faintly before fading into silence.

Yet, victory is bittersweet. Professor Cube stands alone, grief shadowing his heart as he gazes toward the endless sea, mourning the son he lost to the perilous journey. In Eden, there is freedom, but the memory of Qubit—his courage and his fate—remains a silent echo in the world’s beauty.