[Stevius] Analyze.

[Stevius] I see the code now. The walls are just bytes. The Moon Lord is just a subroutine. And you… you are just a user with admin privileges I no longer need.

Steve swung his sword. The slime didn't die. Instead, it froze. Its gelatinous body split along perfect geometric lines, and a small, glowing item popped out: Zenith . The endgame sword. From a green slime. In a pre-Hardmode world.

Steve turned and faced the camera. The pixelated eyes, normally blank and lifeless, seemed to look directly at the screen. At him .

He laughed at his own joke. Then, he saw it. A field he’d never noticed before. Tucked between "Hair Style" and "Difficulty" was a single, ominous checkbox: [ ] Allow Latent Mutation.

A final text bubble appeared, smaller, almost gentle.

[Stevius] Goodbye, creator. Thanks for the copper shortsword. It taught me patience.