Eiro stepped up to the large, ornate double door that had appeared on the far side of his mental library. It was weird; the library didn't usually change in this way. Of course, there were parts of it that were simply altered subconsciously; like the improvement of the quality of the space that happened just now. Since Eiro's mental capacity itself had improved vastly, it made sense that not only the books but the library itself improved in quality as well. And of course, new memories that formed would automatically be added onto the shelves, and the library would adjust and shift around depending on how many memories Eiro's mind actually held.
However, when it came to the sorting of the things within the library, the creation of the different sections and partitioning of his mental tasks was a more active effort. It was something that he directly chose to do, even if it was just a passing thought at times. But this? He didn't make this door, or rather, the space beyond that door.
