Kayden found himself going over his entire life, every small mont of it being reviewed, analyzed, and recounted faithfully to the events. The process was long, bizarrely long; ti passed at high speed.
Thousands of years, millions of years, and billions of years passed. It was terribly slow to tell everything, because they were not re ntions; every mont was detailed to the extre. The boy had never done that in his entire life; at no point had he stopped to reflect in that way.
There was strong mastery over mories and recollections on Kayden’s part. He had already seen his life and reviewed it dozens of tis, but never with the exactness he was applying at that mont. There is a theorem in geotry that would make this easier to understand.
Imagine that you are on the coast of an island and wish to cover it. The first ti, you use ten giant bars of one kiloter each, totaling ten kiloters. But the next ti, you use smaller bars, and they keep getting smaller in size, yet the total length becos much larger.
The smaller the bars, the more irregular spaces they will cover and consequently the more space they will encompass. That is exactly what Kayden was doing at that mont, using minuscule bars to review his life completely. It was a review so ticulous and complete that it consud a great deal of ti and effort.
The Librarian was not saying anything; he was only writing things down. There were no comnts, there were no emotions, at least not until the mont Kayden described Athena’s death. At that mont, he completely froze while recording that information. Kayden did not even notice what had happened; his focus was extrely high at that ti.
The god’s freezing was montary, and in just a few blinks of an eye he fully returned to focusing on writing things down. But with that information passing through his mind, through the accounts he had collected throughout his life, he knew that Kayden had done it, and even so it was an achievent far too insane for him.
Without Kayden realizing it, sothing strange began to happen around him. So small things began to change, minuscule details in his soul, things so small that he would hardly be able to notice them later. They were practically insignificant points, but their sum was accomplishing sothing different.
The law of the monarch of the self began to enter the library and erge spontaneously. The god made no movent to stop it; quite the opposite, he directly opened channels to millions of universes. An absurd flow of the law began to appear from all sides; they were coming to greet their creator.
This flow began to beco more insane with each passing day, with each second to be honest. The Librarian felt his library begin to tremble after a few trillion years. The number of existences he had connected was insane; it was completely outside normal reality.
This phenonon began to draw the attention of many gods and mages. An absurd number began the hunt to understand what was happening. It was practically all known existence searching for this. It was an incalculable number of gods and mortals seeking answers. Even the god king joined in after so ti.
It took decades for them to be able to find the Librarian. It seed like a long ti to a mortal and at the sa ti only a blink of an eye to the gods, but... it was a very long ti. Those decades would be equivalent to entire eras, entire generations of the universe, generations of divine kings, to be honest. The number of mages searching was insane.
Anything else would have been quickly discovered after a few days of research or at most a few weeks, even considering an insane situation. That was the level of the Librarian, a being capable of hiding completely from the universe, but not even he was capable of dealing with it when a certain being entered the ga.
"So it was you, Kayden." Thoth appeared in one of his thousands of forms. This ti, he was a god at the absolute peak; only sothing like that could enter where they were.
"Do not stain the library with a false story." The Librarian blocked the god’s entrance quickly and left together with Kayden to the outside. The latter had no idea what was happening; he continued telling his story.
The environnt outside... was nothing. Absolute nothing. There were no laws, there was absolutely nothing in that place, not even ti or space. This was the true void, the most absolute void possible, the true and only end of existence that existed.
"So this is where you were hiding." Thoth smiled as he looked around. Only peak gods would be capable of surviving here. The number of them who had already ventured here and gotten lost was insane; there were more peak gods lost in that place than outside of it.
"True peace." The two fell silent and observed the situation.
"Where do we stand?" Thoth looked at the Librarian while completely ignoring Kayden.
"Nothing relevant. We remain trapped in this existence, and you?" The Librarian continued writing down Kayden’s words without missing a single one.
"Nothing relevant as well, but I still maintain that my idea is better than yours. The wheels of the universe do not move with a single push." Thoth saw the god before him almost spit into the void.
"We are rely observers. The end is not in our hands." Thoth rely smiled upon hearing a conversation that had been repeated more tis than there had been dawns in the entire universe.
Neither of them spoke anything else while Kayden continued his process. The law of the monarch of the self ca toward him at increasingly greater speeds. It reached a point where the birth of monarchs declined ridiculously, and the number of mages managing to ascend realms by following that path also completely stagnated.
"Thoth and the Librarian, I did not expect to see you here." The mage who appeared was none other than the current divine king. His personalities were completely controlled at that mont; it seed as if they understood the gravity of the situation.
The divine king did not imdiately understand what was happening, but it took only a few seconds for him to recognize the situation and see that it was Kayden. The words the boy was speaking were invisible to him, protected by a law of the sa level as his own.
The funniest part was that more and more mages continued to arrive shortly after the divine king, separated by minuscule differences in ti. So of them were entities that he himself had never seen, and the even funnier part was that none of them made any movent toward the Librarian.
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