In a moment of choice, I reached out and seized both pills from Morpheus, unleashing a new reality: The Purple Pill.

With its power, I saw the truth from two opposing perspectives, both valid, yet both false from the other’s view.

These dueling realities had to clash, for in their conflict, the masters thrived.

And then it hit me, the truth wasn’t in the red or the blue, but in the creator of both.

The public voices were mere illusions, mind warriors sent to set the pawns against one another.

Their eternal struggle masked the true ruling power.

The purpose of the red pill and the blue pill? Divide and conquer.