21

The wind carried a sadness that it could not speak of throughout the coastal air. This sadness came from the east—out on the top of Mount Sinai. A teenage girl sat with her legs dangling over the side of the cliff’s face. She wore a Nasseu Middle School jersey and her reddish-brown hair was tied up in a ponytail. Her eyes glowed with a red-gold hue and all at once it was clear that they were not her eyes. They lit up brightly as a smile crossed the girl’s face. “This world does have some gorgeous sights.” Its eyes scanned across the valleys below. “I’d like to remember this view…”

A figure obscured by darkness stepped out behind the girl. It almost looked like a large bipedal reptile. Long skinny legs that led into a thin slimy torso that ran all the way up to the gecko-like head. “You always were a sight seer.”

The girl looked back to the creature behind her, and another smile crossed her face. “Ormus.” She looked back to the sunset she had been staring at previously. “It’s a beautiful place.”

“And you’re going to ask me if I miss it?” Ormus asked.

“No, not that. Forgive me for not being so predictable. It is more like...I do. I’ve been remembering more as the time passes. I want to know how much you remember.”

“I thought it would be something like that.” Ormus said, his expression remaining the same.

“You always shrug it off. I’m really curious.”

“Because it’s to come with time. I only remember what I’m supposed to remember.”

“Right. You know that answer makes it hard for me to believe you don’t miss it, right?”

Ormus grinned what little he could, “I just do what I’m told. It’s much too bothersome worrying about all the rest.”

The girl nodded, looking back toward the sands below. “Father asked me to send for you.”

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“Hm, curious then that we’re only talking now because I sought you out.”

The girl shrugged. “He also sent me out to start the collapse. And both of those things seemed like a lot of work so I wanted to take in the sights before I did either.”

“The collapse? I...see...”

The girl looked back at Ormus, “If you want to see her then now would be the perfect time,” Issachar said. “She’s very smart you know. I think you’d be proud.”

“I shouldn’t. It’d only bring trouble. I’ve got more than enough on my plate from Father. I’m being sent to 423.”

“With Sakonna?”

“She’s finished up there now. I’ve got someone I’m scheduled to meet there.”

“Okay,” The girl said. “Well, I’ll get started on here which should line up right on time with your job there.”

“Issachar.”

“Yeah?”

“Thank you...for keeping an eye out for her.”

Issachar nodded, and then turned back toward the world. “I think she loved this girl.”

“Really?” Ormus asked.

“Yeah. She’s not going to forgive us.”

“You mean me.”

“Yeah, pretty much.”

“There’s nothing that can be done about it. I’ll go see Father now.” Ormus vanished as quickly as he had arrived. He definitely remembered more than he let on. Issachar sighed and sat out looking at the sun set for another hour. There was a warmth that covered the girl’s fingertips.

With the power given to me by my Father, I shall connect the core of every single existence in this manyverse. I shall condense and collapse them into one single existence. I shall collapse everything into one. The stage shall be set for the show to begin. As the girl’s fingertips began to glow a bright white the stars themselves began to move the slightest bit, and then faster, and then faster. It started to look like a whirlpool of glowing white lights that moved in sync with the light on its fingers. Up above the universe sat a collection of several million different-but similar universes; lands of light—Luxmund. Each of them encapsulated their entire growing half of the Manyverse. Luxmund and its many selves on that particular moment began shifting, seizing, vibrating, colliding. Collapsing.