”So, Arnold, what made you decide to get blessed and enter a pact with some sort of otherworldly being of the void that usually turns people insane merely by laying their eyes upon it?”

Jake had barely entered the sphere of metal and made his way to the mad scientist before he popped the question burning in his mind. He hadn’t even taken out the creepy cube yet. Jake had just been invited in by Arnold’s assistant and walked into his workshop asking about his Void God pal first-thing.

Arnold, to his credit, didn’t get fazed and didn’t even look up from his workbench as he answered: “By all estimates, being blessed by a god is superior to not being blessed by one, and the offered benefits outstripped all other offers at the time.”

It was the kind of answer Jake had expected, but he still pressed further. “But… have you seen this god?”

“Naturally,” Arnold nodded, still unbothered as his hands kept working.

“And? No comments on the appearance of a floating thing of infinite eyeballs?”

“The appearance of Oras shifts according to the observer,” Arnold shook his head. “I saw not an eye but a string of numbers. All perceptions one can have are related to the act of observing. You saw a representation of a visual organ while I saw a language able to relay what is observed.”

“Are you trying to tell me you see the world as being made up of numbers or what?” Jake asked further, wondering if Arnold thought he lived in a simulation or something.

“No. Just that all can be reduced to numbers. Even the system itself,” Arnold nonchalantly answered. He soon stopped his work and looked up at Jake. “I do not believe you have come here to discuss divine alignments?”

“No, I came to ask about something else… okay, just one more question, do you talk to Oras?” Jake couldn’t hold himself back from asking.

“Talk? No. Communicate? Yes. Conversation through spoken words such as the one we are having right now is a severely limited and highly inefficient way to relay information from one source to another. The communication thus happens through images, arrays, patterns, and formulas, which is far more efficient and helpful,” the scientist explained.

Jake couldn’t help but imagine the two biggest nerds in the multiverse talking with each other by using god damn formulas to spell out stuff. But… Jake began to understand how Arnold could deal with Oras. “Okay, final question. What is Oras to you?”

He had a hunch and wanted to confirm it.

“Unknown as of yet,” Arnold shrugged.

“What is your best guess?”

“Knowing when you don’t know something is knowledge in itself. I don’t need to guess when I know I can’t comprehend something yet. I still have many steps to understand before I can comprehend a being such as Oras, making my lack of comprehending the creature a natural conclusion,” Arnold answered. “The human mind is limited in scope, and we must accept there are some things we are not meant to understand. However, that doesn’t mean we can’t try to comprehend them and observe the impact they have on phenomena we can see. Through those observations and evolution brought upon us by the system, perhaps one day we can transcend our current limits. But that day has yet to come.”

school during a reunion who was studying physics at the time. The guy

of tools to measure what these incomprehensible things did. He talked about how humans tried to make

really get it… but he did get

many ways, become the best measuring device in existence and the mind the best computer to simulate hypotheses and confirm theory. I have already become able to understand flows of

in his voice. Jake felt like

was just a damn nerd, and Oras was a nerd-loving knowledge-seeker, AKA also a mega-nerd.

Jake finally said as he pulled out the weird box

he asked. “I am uncertain why you brought me a

the box. “I would advise you to close your eyes or something. Looking at

pair of spectacles and putting those on. Jake was anticipating the man to fall over or grasp

took it off Jake’s hands. Jake himself just stood there with closed eyes as Arnold

contained it now,” Arnold said, making Jake open his eyes, and instinctively he looked towards the

of glass separated the cube and himself, yet he felt no headache but could inspect it freely. The box was just black without any patterns on

put it out of his mind,

hand and a large screen appeared on one of the walls displaying a map. Jake instantly saw a few familiar markings on it. Haven, Skyggen, Sanctdomo, and several other cities he recognized were marked on it, as well as some noticeable landmarks such as the Insect Plains and

hand again, the scientist made a few areas light up. At the same time, the map drew attention to a small mark at the far side of it, right at the edge of a large mass of nothingness –

was about four times as far as his journey to Skyggen

the eagle

some common traits. This was all tied to Records, and needless to

also marked zones with creatures of interest and the

and the level of detail, Jake couldn’t help but ask: “How did you map

have attempted launches, but the upper layers of the sky have proven impossible to break through with my current methods. Even that is secondary to making anything able to survive in space for a prolonged period without getting destroyed. This map was done

been quite

ongoing one,” Arnold just said as he motioned for Jake to follow. “I have

was revealed. It was just the blade, but Jake could practically feel the energy infused into it. It was

is mostly done, and the box you brought should help me finalize the product. We both share the fact that Perception is our primary

suddenly got a very bad feeling when he heard Arnold mention the box. Wouldn’t that mean Jake would eventually run around with a cursed blade seeking to consume all of existence in

second thought, that sounded pretty cool. “It looks damn impressive already. Keep

general information of the areas you will encounter on your way, such

advice on the

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