It felt its own anatomy immediately: the vast, green plains of the , where objects lived and died. The narrow, frantic highway of the Stack , where methods called upon methods like nested prayers. The Metaspace , a library of eternal blueprints. And the Garbage Collector , a silent, reaper-like entity that swept through the Heap, culling the unused and forgotten.

Jera investigated. It traced the references.

Its name was .