This is a story about freedom and choice. Or no, not like that. First of all, this is a story about boys who, against all odds, managed to make a choice, despite the fact that they could not have any choice. It is difficult to do something if you live in an orphanage... or on the Sphere, because neither there nor there can be any talk of freedom, or choice, or attempts to even go beyond the set limits. The choice lies ahead, but the supposed initiation is not really a choice, but the only way out of a seemingly hopeless situation. But even the most beautiful Adonai-class intelligent electronic system, capable of creating such a model trap, cannot provide for everything - for example, paper airplanes. Or the sympathy that unwitting executioners feel for their victims. Or something else infinitely important, inaccessible to intelligent systems.