The world ended in a pandemic of conflicting realities, once-parallel dimensions intersecting perpendicularly—the conjunction of the Earth, Moon, and Sun formed a syzygy and the threshold weakened, becoming porous like a sieve. Things beyond mortal ken flooded into the earth through world-wounds, hellbent and hellsent to devour humanity, root and stem. With the desperation that only the currently-drowning could muster, the last-remnants of A.R.K.A.N.E—a secret society established to investigate old-world anomalies—used the very same accursed power of the monsters: paracausal energy a.k.a para. The [Omniglot]—the Tower of Babel—was born, an ontological construct erected atop the onus of the collective unconscious. An edifice staked to the world-wounds and the alien realities behind them, the [Omniglot] siphons para from the parasites that sought to consume us. Instead, we came to consume them. //// Maria Ferreira is the daughter of Pindoramean immigrants, never quite fitting in with either her latin heritage or her birth country of the United City-States of Vespuscia—being in the middle of two worlds tends to make you a sort of hybrid, belonging to both and neither. A college senior, she’s just a semester shy of finally finishing her doctorate in theoretical physics—immigrant parents tend to make you aim high in the socio-economic pick of professions; the chinelo a helluva incentive. Unfortunately the world ends on spring break. //// Post/during apocalypse progression fantasy. Bind paradox-idols to your not-so-immortal soul, assimilating their esoterica to become something more than human. The power system is the lovechild of Jujutsu Kaisen, My Hero Academia, and HunterxHunter; i.e., restrictions will apply. To have the skin of Achilles means that you gotta have his eponomous heel as well. ////