Book 2/36 - Cube and Circlet

[Author's Note: Image of the False Angels]


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FLOOR 5
HILDELITH'S POV

My Joundks bounded into the room with bloody maws and eager eyes, nose sniffing and ears perked up in attention for any enemy. The moment the spotted Malgorathon the floor leaning against the wall their lips drew back exposing fangs and splitting to her him from all sides.

"Down boys". The Joundks looked from me to the Tyrant as if unsure of why I wouldn't let them rip it apart. The turned away and began skulking around the thrown room , nose sniffing around and searching for any other threat.

Malgorath's eyes followed them for a moment before returning to me. He just stared. Technically he had bent the knee but I was curious if many things. First he had called me a challenger. Second, he had seemed okay with bending the knee before as long as I was strong.

Why?.

"You know what you are. Where you are.?". His head bobbed.

"Tell me everything". His lips parted them shut.

"I can't. Not until you defeat the Demon God".

"Demon God?".

"Bali. Beating him will end the challenge".

He knows he's in some sort of challenge. This Bali could be the Boss. I won't know till I get there. And he seems unable more than unwilling to tell me anything.

"Very well then". He exhalef and leaned his large head back "Now what?". I looked around. Was there sowm hidden boss, shouldn't the floor change now. I looked back at Malgorath.

"The Throne. You must sit on it". I looked at the throne. It was imposing but not as imposing as the Black Throne. I appeared next to it and sat.


[Floor 5 Cleared]
[You can set this floor as a checkpoint]
[Check Points allow you to return to a part of the section without repeating all floors.]
[Set Checkpoint]


I affirmed.


[Proceed to Floor 6 or Exit Dungoen]


I should exit. I still have the Mirror Dimension to tweak. But my curiosity as to what lay at the last floor was egging me to stay. I decided. I'll pop out real quick and see what I can do with the Mirror Dimension then pop back in here.

'Exit '.


[Ejecting all self made entities from Dungoen in 00:05]


My eyes widened.


[00:04]


The infected. Bringing them back to my universe was a no no. "Akasha". I was on my feet hand raised.


[00:03]


I snapped. A wave of Akashic Force spread through the throne room and out. It was fast and instant exiting outside and grasping every last entity within this floor.


[00:02]


My attention locked on everyone and thing that has the seed within it.


[00:01]


I snapped my fingers again.


[00:00]


The explosion of light I could detect from outside through the keep windows vanished replaced with darkness. I found myself floating between Primordial chaos and the Aether. I wa back.

A bark from my side had me turning. I laughed at the sight. My Joundks floated in the Aether. Fenrir's eyes were wide and his kicked about trying to gain purchase. Skoll and Hati padded through the aether like it was a second ground. I shook my head in amusement and waved my hand.

The three retuned to Aswngnir with a whine and I focused on the more troublesome matter now. False angels. Each of the lean, skinny and white eyed winged creatures.

Oh Ozai is not gonna like this. He'd been quite pissed when Freyr plagiarized his Angels and not in a good way. I scratched my cheek. Well he's gonna have to suck it up.

"You!. Come".

Pointing to a random one I beckoned it forward. It obeyed flying closer. The moment it tried to cross the Aether into the Chaos it's body burned, ash streaming from it. Yet it kept trying to come forward. Pain didn't seem to register in its mind or it did but the order and obedience was more important to it.

I teleported into the aether and brought the False Angel to me. Its body was rapidly restored by the aether around us.

"Loyal to a fault eh".

'Indeed'.

The thing hovered next to me silently, it's eyes looked down refusing to meet mine. "Can they have a personality or have I ruined them?".

'In a way'.

"Explain".

"Life, your life is made from several additions. Additions you now know. But one thing that is important is Abstract and Will. In a way MURHIL and OREAHEIM are two sides of one coin due to this. Will and imagination, though and desire".

"Flame of Life from Sol, body from TORHEIM, mind from OREAHEIM, Soul from FAYHEIM, magic from RACK amd Will from MURHIL".

'Yes. By granting then your will, direct from your mind you basically made a mini you. Like a me but without the awesomeness'.

I raised a brow but ignored her. "So they're like clones?".

'In a way'.

"Even if I ordered them to go live their lives".

'What lives?'.

"What if I change it. Strip my will from their minds and replace it with true will from OREAHEIM and MURHIL. What happens?".

"I guess they'll become normal".

"Let's do it". I focused on all the False angels. Connecting to all their minds I ripped it free. Every last one of them.

Memories, visions, sights filled my brain. One second and it was gone. "What was that?".


[General Skill - Incarnate learned]


I blinked.


[Incarnate:
Form a version of yourself in any life or realm, granting it your will and autonomy. The incarnate acts independently but remains connected to your consciousness, sharing all its experiences and knowledge with you. If destroyed, the connection severs, but you can create a new incarnate as needed]


"You're kidding me. Isn't this..".

'I just checked. Your Avatar skill no longer exists'.

"Incarnate replaced it".

I was curious to test it out but for now I had mindless, brain dead angels floating around me. "Grant then the standard will. And set it as an option for next time okay". I vanished leaving the angels to themselves just as the woke up. Appearing in the Nothingness I watched with the Network as they stared in confusion.

"Share the memories of their creation. Make this look like their reward for a job well done".

'Where do I put them?'.

"Let them stay in the Aether".

'But. The Aetherlings'.

"Ahh". I scratched my head at the reminder. " Let's see. Eh, how about a weapon that kills Aetherlings. Yes. That should give them some confidence and safety".

"Infuse their weapons with Primordial Chaos and spawn some territory for them". I turned my focus on something else. OREAHEIM.

The nothingness around me surged into a disk that rushed past me. The moment I went through I was standing on the beautiful realm of dreams. The first thing I sensed was the presence of the Elder Psions. They were spread in all directions but converging slowly on the Dream Spire.

I wasn't here for them. I took in the realm, the beautiful sky and clouds. The weirdly arranged ecosystem misshaped and misplaced by the dreams of the mortals. I teleported to the closest stream I could find a d crouched next to it.

I felt giddy with excitement at the possibilities my new skill would open up for me. I stepped on the water walking across it's surface. My feet left ripples that calmed the moment I walked by.

When I created the Mirror Dimension I made it as an entryway into the Dream Realm. It was where the mortals came through when they dreamed. Using the Mirror Dimension dragged their subconscious, a part of their soul into OREAHEIM.

I looked at the water, saw my reflection. The mortals could go back and forth when the dreamed. But the Dream Dwellers couldn't. They knew something was there, beyond the reflection but they couldn't access it.

I dropped into the stream without a splash. Not even a ripple cross over the stream's surface. If anyone crossed, they'd find a reflection without a body in the stream.

The Mirror Dimension was like I expected as more. I stood in the Dream realms lookalike. But with vast differences. The sky was weird, in a topsy turvy way, the stream I stood on was made of liquid like mercury. The mountains and trees in the distance had a sheen to them. Distance looked weird, far but near. I took a step forward and found the alignment to be different.

My right steps became my left and my left my right. My hands were the same. My eyes felt interchanged a.d I was sure I was existing in a reverse a reflection. "Amazing". Yet confusing. I tried warping myself across.

'Nothingneas does not exist here. Unless you generate it'.

"ekil cihsaka ygren".

'Woah. What was that?'.

'Everything is reflected. Even sound. Our thoughts remain unaffected'.

'Okay'. The Mirror realm was empty, not a single life within it. If it reflected everything why did it lack life.

'It can only have a reflection of those shown to it. They are not permanent'. It was to keep from creating clones of entities indiscriminately.

'For the main reason I'm here'. Dimensional Weaving made it interesting to know what to do and how to do it. What was good and what wasn't. I shut my eyes visualizing the first thing. I saw the Universe as what it was. A loop of golden bands that held the realms together. This was the important part to me.

The Bands was useful for the same feature that made it good for the creature of Akashic Force.

[Reality Bind - Lock and prevent reality's edge from moving beyond. Holds a reality in place as described and wanted]

I'm this case, the reality I wished to bind was the Mirror Dimension. When I first made it I left it open to improvements as I knew I would not make everything at once. There were just too many ideas I could not have them or even now. The Tome of Dimensional Weaving was one of my choices for this reason.

The Mirror Dimension had served as an entryway for mortals while the dreamed. Butz what if the other realms. Realm Dwellers would have the chance soon enough to visit all realms, even the Mortal one. Why not let the morals have the same opportunity.

Chances to rise in power.. I'd thought over the nightmares for a long time and finally decided. Conflict created growth. Plus it wasn't my doing either. Similarly here, by doing what I ahdbinind with the Mirror Dimension I created more options for all realms to be opened to each other. With rules of course.

I grabbed on the bands with my mind and began weaving threads of power from them. Each thread I weaved was long and thick. Each descending into the nothingness when I was done. Eleven of them for the realms.

Next I grabbed at the Mirror Dimension and stretched it. Each thread I sewed into the dimension forming a veil from the realms to the dimensions. Soon I lapsed into a rhythm. Pull, tear, stitch. The threads bound the dimension to the realms while helping it extend. The moment I was done weaving, the mirror dimension was connected to the last band.



[Mirror of Self -> Mirror One]
You don't just see your angles, and your reflection. You are the reflection. The Mirror self]

[Racial ability - Mirror Dominion]
Your mastery over the Mirror Dimension grants the ability to dominate, manipulate, and observe all realities through reflective surfaces. With Mirror Dominion, you can observe the multiverse in an omnipresent manner, engage in battles with, perform deceptions and tricks, evade threats effortlessly, and exert dominion over the dimensional fabric of all your realms]


'I could do that before'.

I looked over my work. Each time I took a thread from a band it leaked the essence of the realm into the mirror dimension. With the threads connecting all the nine rings it formed a dual existence. Each thread led from the realms to the Dimension leaking essence and aiding in the creation of its reflection.

Each Thread formed a Veil that worked two ways Leading into and out of the Mirror Dimension and connecting it to its realms.

I grabbed a Thread to see if my idea worked. I opened my eyes to find myself in a corridor. The Veil . It was easy to know where the veil was connected to with the essence flowing through it. For someone not me it was also easy to know the right direction. Following the essence took me away from the realms and moving towards the essence source would move me to the realm.

"But the veils are separate. What if I want to move to a separate veil". I shut my eyes and visualized the threads connecting to each realm and the dimension gaining new threads. This threads I stitched from their sides and to the sides of the others threads.

"Corridors". They would lead to different Veils. I shifted myself through the veils and into the Mirror Dimension. It looked the same. Not much difference. I accessed the Veil and used a corridor. For me it was a long walk through shifting and reflective walls but before others it would be a n instantaneous movement. Basically just stepping through.

I found the corridor that would lead me to the Mortal Veil and soon enough I was stepping out into the reflection. The mortal realm was just the same. Plentiful. I had no intention of leaving here empty.


[Incarnate]


The skill was more than just sharing my will. Activating it triggered Cradle of Life. I watched as a real time me was formed before me. The Cradle paused when it came.f4 a blueprint.

The last thing I needed was another me traipsing about. So I took another Blueprint.

[Elder Divine]
[Elder God]

The clone me grew and reshaped into a living entity. I took my Will and implanted in it. Then I sent it away. I felt the connection to it in my mind. And suddenly I was seeing scenes in my mind that weren't mine.

'You can numb the link. I'll record and show you everything later'. Akasha offered.

Seeing myself perform in a n empty dimension was a yes yes. Acquiescing I felt the scenes dim.

'You do know that she can't create life'.

"Yes. I want her to tour the mortal reflection. Watch her. Introduce her to the Akashic Records as a one God. Grant her powers for creation through the records only. For all purposes she's the sole god in here".

'And you?'.

"The incarnate won't know they're one until we meet right?. No memories of her real self or anything we've done. Just a start in this new life. Right?".

'Yes'.

"Good. Then we won't meet. If something needs to be done I'll just send it through our link to her".

'Very well. Granted her a finite pool of Aether'.

"Why?".

'She has no memories as such she is basically a child in a god's body. Best she learns and uses her powers through trial and error. The aether will be replenished continuously'.

"Okay. Hmmh". I was having an idea and it was looking lovely.

"Akasha hear me out".

'I'm all ears'. I giggled at her snark but continued.

"Sooner or later the other Creator players will have to meet right?. What if I start now to create various mes and help them et very strong. So strong it'll be impossible to know it's not me".

'Send them to meet this players and learn all they can. If they are fought and killed fine. If they live you still gain the memories man's knowledge of the players the meet'.

"Yes. And maybe I can send them to fight in some dungoens. Wait a minute. If they gain essence will I level?. I didn't level in this dungoen. Why didn't I level?".

'First. They'll be taking your essence and they'll level within your universe and system. Second, you didn't kill anything in the dungeons being enough'.

"True. The incarnates leveling in my system would be weak against the other Players though".

'Yes and no. Each incarnate would have set powers but have the skills and experience of their lives. Plus if you wish you could possess your incarnate. It won't make it excessively power but it would gain a boost with your presence".

"Then let's get to work". I accessed the Veil and ran out into the mortal realms. The moment I stepped through reality cracked with the sound of glass shattering.

I dove back into the veil and watched from there as the reality torn mended.

"What just happened?".

'You finally are at a stage where your mere presence within the mortal realms breaks it'.

"But I've not leveled since...".

'Yes. But you have been gaining nas learning new powers'. I sighed.

"Fine. Incarnate then".

I formed the new me with nothing but my link to my original body. Leaving my body in the safety of the Veil I focused on possessing the other me. It wasn't hard. One moment I was staring at a weaker version of me, the next I was staring at my form.

"Holy fuck". I floated back in terror. "Is that me?".

There was nothing really different about me from what I'd seen in the mirror but seeing me from the vantage point of little incarnate me was terrifying. I was huge, I looked like the cosmos got together to spame a star dust child.

'Focus'.

"Yeah".

On the topic of dimensions I tugged on the link to the real me and tapped into Dimensional Weaving. The moment I focused on what I wanted I exhaled in shock.

'Wait. That means the realms are technically dimensions?'.

"I could still create other dimensions. Fire, water, earth, air".

'I think Sol already counts as fire. Is there something else...'.

"Realities. Instead of creating Dimensions I could connect the River to reality. With each different possible decision one could make..."

'A new reality would be born. But where would the reality stay?'.

"Right here. One on the other".

'And for each reality we could make a new Incarnate to be god over'.

I nodded.

"Let's do it".

I poured out aether forging an aetherium circlet. Then another and a third. The three were clasped together using a thread from the Star River. Like a cog the circlets spun and the thread became its chain. System Creation activated and with Akasha's aid I formed the new structure.

Just like with the Fate system Akasha worked on the algorithm and I worked on the structure. The circlets were held together by a long thin rod of divinum and then I sealed it with around in a cube. Using aetherium she forged scripts that etched themselves on the cube I was making.

Fortunately,, unlike with the Fate Circlet this one didn't explode in light. When the last of the script was attached to it I poured in aether. It hummed and the scripts pulsed with rainbow light.


[Cube of Realities]


The cube vibrated in my hand and vanished. I felt the first reality get birthed and then the next and the next. Realities were born so fast that I realized a little mistake. Making incarnates for all this realities as they were made would impossible. Well not impossible. Just annoyingly hard.

'Thr Fate System'. I turned my head slightly. Akasha sounded surprised and she quickly connected me to the network. My left eye flared and I was watching a scene in my Throne room. The fate circlets mounted on a stalactite on my throne was pulsing brighter and vibrating even more than before.


[Fate Nodes Multiplying]
[Destiny Nodes Multiplying]
[Karma Nodes Multiplying]


I felt a blast of shock rolling through the realm. I felt various sensations stir and roll. 'What's happening?'.

The sight changed from that of my throne room and to different realities in the mortal realms. Each reality superimposed on the other. But it went beyond the Mortal realms.

'Its leaking through the mirror dimension and affecting all realms and the bands'. Akasha sounded both alarmed and curious. The network switched scenes to one of the entire universe seen from the nothingness.

The nine rings were present, the spaces where it looked like the realms were exposed and normally the nothingness would have seeped through but didn't was now shut off by glass. I watched in real time as the glass rippled and flowed.

"A prism". The glass didn't break or shatter but I understood the definition. Each reality was born and created in certain points in time. The more a differing decision the more realities were born. The Fate system has connected to all these realities for a good reason.

The Fate system was built on decision, choice and action. So it made sense that a choice or another would affect fate which in turn branched out into a new reality.

I sighed, then shook my head

The universe rippled. I felt a churn in my insides. Not my incarnate insides but my insides insides. Looking to the Veilexit that held my true self I noted nothing strange about it.

'The Cube is subverting time to its Will'. Now Akasha sounded alarmed. The Network still linked to me blinked to the Cube. It was ethereal. Existing between all the realities but not in the original one. And It was tugging at the strings of the Star River.

"It can't". The star river was a lot of things. Time was one of them. It s flow and ebb illustrating the change of time in the realms. For the Cube to subvert time to itself.

'The Star River would loose control and...'.

"We'd have to curb time going out of sync". In summary, the River losing its holdmiver time or representation on time would put time in disarray as it had no new laws to follow. It was like in reality, my real one where the laws of time made twenty four hours a day, sixty minutes an hour and a complete revolution a year or a solar cycle.

Worlda would suddenly not revolve or not do it in time or too fast. I didn't know how it would affect but I knew it wouldn't be good. Maybe I could fix it with Chronal Rifts.

Keeping an eye on the tug of war with the Star River I sought ways to fix this. Maybe I was too hasty with maki8the realities. My excitement and need for something new had pushed this.

The solution clicked. "A cube for Realities doesn't make it he representation of reality, the circlet of fate didn't mean fatw didn't exist before. It just is a way 5omrwxord and control and keep fate in line".

I tugged at my link to the True form and drew upon the Star River. 'Thats a good idea'. I nodded in reply to Akasha.

" Like before. The Algorithm. You know what I want from it". Her hum of agreement came through. I poured aether into the blob of water I held before me. Then I pulled. Water Manipulation, Star River control, and aether manipulation all worked to forge and condense the Water inro a large ring.

'Fitting'.

"Yes. The cycle of time".

'From your memories that should be cycle of life'

I shrugged. "Time cycles as well. What makes tomorrow different, it's the same place , same people and same universe. Nothing really changes except times effect. The young age, the old die, events happen, things are made or invented".

'Tomorrow is defined by its suspense. The past is known for its memories'.

The Ring was formed. A pure golden structure that looked like my chakram. The two most important things for the construct were Chronal Anchors and Time Weave. The first held unto time and offered balance and stability for when...

"Mother!!". I nearly jumped at the loud voice.

Tora came into view. Her green eyes orbs in the dark as she hurtled to me. 'She still has her true form Akasha'.

'She's not at the level to rend existence yet'. I hummed and yes the child in envy. Probably realizing flying wasn't as fast as she wanted the girl popped up next to me. But my dearest daughter didn't have eyes for me.

Nope, she was focused on the structure in my hand and her nose kept twitching. "I smelled something. It vanished. Then I smelled something else. What magic is this mother?".

"It's not magic. Besides you already invented time magic". She bobbed he head but didn't look away as Akasha wrote in the scripts for the structure. Setting the four groups into the corners of the Ring.

"What does it do mother?"

"Well...". I didn't mind explaining mine and Akasha's genius. "...this here is the Ring..the Temporal Guard...Ring.
It has four features that are very important. The first two are Chronal Anchors and Time Weave. Chronal Anchors are the points within the circlet that correspond to significant events across all realities. They ensure that time will never be altered to the point where the fundamental structure of everything gets disrupted. These anchors serve as temporal keystones, ensuring stability even when time is being manipulated by people like you".

I ignored her pout at being tagged and smiled at her fingers trying to draw out minute threads of the Ring.

"The Temporal Circlet is embedded with the ability to weave time into the fabric of all realities without binding time itself . We don't need the River losing representation". I made sure to add that part with a warning tone. "This weave allows time to flow naturally, but also permits controlled manipulations—such as speeding up, slowing down, or even creating localized time loops—without causing broader temporal disruptions". I had to tap into insight a bit to understand a little of what I made exactly.

"But I could do all that. The children could do all that too".

"Yes. But it came to my notice that abuse of it could have consequences. So this is more of a guard and corner stone to avoid tipping things over". She nodded, her fingers now twirling the thread into a little ball.

"Plus, the use of time magic could derail a thread".

I waved my hand and a thread of aether formed in front of me. Tora's eyes went to it. " When time magic is used to hop back to the past and something is changed, the Temporal Circlet forms a new thread forms from that point to accommodate the new decision and avoid that thread collapsing".

Tora looked up at me in confusion. "Think of it as a timeline. Freyr goes back in time to when I create Ozai and convinced the me then to not create him". I waved and the aether formed a new branching thread. "The us here will only have two options. Remember Ozai or not remember Ozai. This two options can't coexist in one thread so the Temporal Circlet forms that. Since it is a new thread created due to time magic and a change in time, the past it forms a new timeline not a new reality".

Tora scratched her head.

" And where do all these new timelines exist?".

" In a different time sphere I guess. I won't know till someone does it. That's one of the many things it does". The look of curiosity in Tora's green eyes made me flick her forehead. " Don't do anything stupid. The timeline thing only applies to mortals. Not us or your children".

" You said there were four. What's the other two things?".

" Ah. The last two are consequences and security for time. Think of the Ring as a supervisor you need to get a clearance with before using time magic". The pout she had increased as she turned to me with large doey eyes.

"Yes. Even you. You need to understand Tora. It's not limiting or prohibiting you. You could make the largest time magic ever and it wouldn't stop you unless it wrecks our home. You don't want to wreck our home do you?".

" No!". She shook her head. " So it's an accident deterrent. I guess I like. What's the actual effects though ".

"First is Temporal Resilience. Unlike the Cube of Realities, the Temporal Circlet is designed to be resilient to external influences. This means that no other force, artifact, or entity could impose its will on time within this universe".

'Hmmh. That's actually a good defense against foreign and internal troublemakers with time magic'. Akasha hummed.

"The circlet ensures that time remains a neutral and omnipresent force, undisturbed by external realities or dimensions. The final one is Chronal Reflection. My favorite as of now. It allows the circlet to reflect any attempts to control time in the not good way back onto the entity attempting it".

"You really don't want me testing what could happen do you?".

I frowned and she waved.

"The other smell. Was it the Cube of Realities you mentioned?".

I nodded as I looked the circlet over. "Can I see it?".

"Currently?. No". I sent the circlet into the Star River and kept a straight face as another ripple tore through me. 'This universe is me and I am the universe thing has its consequences too'. Tora was saying something when Akasha dragged my sight into the network.

The Temporal Circlet bound the Fate system to itself with a long thread that wound through the rings and spliced into the nothingness. Then it bound the Cube as well with another long thread. The cube fizzled into reality for a moment as the thread grabbed it catching Tora's attention if her voice vanishing was any cue.

Then the notifications came.


[The Primordial Weaver -> The Eternal Shaper of Realities:
Creator 79 now holds absolute dominion over all realities within her domain(universe) with the power to create, alter, or erase them at will. Her influence extends across all dimensions and timelines, subtly guiding the universe while maintaining its balance in The Gray.

[The Grand Architect -> The Omniscient Architect of Eternity:
Creator 79's mastery over Akasha, Fate, Karma, Destiny, and Time is now unparalleled within the Star Rings Universe. Every use of her systems resonates with her presence, and her knowledge of all possible realities allows her to shape the universe with perfect precision and wisdom]



'Oh. So that's where they'll be'. The Temporal Circlet connecting to the Cube gave it a chance to form a whole different reality, no, timeline with the new thread'.

As for the titles, I could destroy a reality before. But it was like I knew the best way to do so now. Even creating one. I could destroy the Cube and Circlet actually and still keep everything the were made to do. I didn't for the obvious reason of not giving myself ot Akasha more work.

'Actually sounds like something I can have my incarnate do. Watch over time, fate, and reality'.

'It sounds good'.

'These new realities they won't have me right?'

'No. You are not subject to rhe Cube'

'The mirror dimension. Does it reflect all the realities as well?'.

'Yes. As for the Elders. Most are close to the end. Some are still amassing power. You're children are yet to give them any advice. They're waiting for the end'.

'Smart. Advice them for the next stage?'

'Yes'.

I nodded. 'Maybe we can create those incarnates to oversee just time and Reality. Since the Fate circlets are in my castle you can keep watch on them'.

'Okay'.

'And since the Elders are getting closer to the end, that means you can do it now'.

'Release them?'.

'Yes. Its their jobs to handle or fail at'.

'If I release them, we will have to begin with the other as well'.

I nodded to something that Tora said and she looked giddy. 'Actually. Why don't you just let the Elders do it'.

'But we planned this'.

'Yes. But I was thinking. It doesn't only take one to combat one. Plus, it won't just be against them. The other Elders will become a problem. Munoron for one, maybe Eve, The Aeuses are still calm for now so we don't know what they'll do'.

'You mean we don't want to check'.

I know what she meant. With the title upgrades I was now aware of a certain large thread. One that was so solid and thick it couldn't form a new thread. This one stood for the time of the realms. With it I could basically accelerate to the future and back.

'I don't even want to think of how that should work. We already puzzled on it with the Fate and prophecy. I'm not doing that again'. I smiled at Tora. I wish I was listening, but I wasn't.. Akasha was though and she would tell me if there was anything important she said.

'Very well. Make the incarnates'.

"Mum, I was thinking". I cut Tora off in a bid to change the topics and push to one I had attention on. "I'm visiting somewhere soon. I think it's time you and your siblings finally came along. But I want you to see it first".