"Thank you," the being’s voice vibrated through the hull. "The data was getting a bit cramped."
Elias looked out his viewport. The Milky Way was no longer a messy, flickering sprawl. It was being reorganized, "defragmented" by the ancients. He realized then that humanity weren't the masters of compression—they were just the latest users who had forgotten to read the "ReadMe" file of the universe. If you'd like to explore this world further, I can: Space.zip
Describe the of how matter compression works in this universe. "Thank you," the being’s voice vibrated through the hull
