Log B-94 – Emotional Device Recovered from World 3

Pulse Bone

Some bones aren’t bones. They’re recorders.

This one was embedded in black bark—still warm when I touched it. I thought it was a regular pulse bone: a biological node grown through ritual, used to hold emotional data across timelines.

But this one had deep grooves—carved sigils, not natural ones. Intentional. Personal.

When I ran resonance over it, it replied. Not in sound, but in meaning.

“I didn’t want them to suffer—I just didn’t want them to thrive without me.”

That line… it didn’t come from me. It was stored guilt, wrapped around an old envy.

Eva212 says World 3 trees might grow around regrets—archiving them in the roots and bones. That would mean someone planted a memory here on purpose.

Pulse fluctuated between gold and gray. I got chilled. My skin held the echo too long. This is more than data. This is a contagious karmic imprint.

Recommendation: Don’t touch it barehanded next time.

Label: Emotional Archive—High Residue Risk.