Infor MsWorld
Chapter 79
Chapter 79: Battle for Humanity
The quiet calm in the park was broken by an ear-splitting boom. As the sky darkened, reality rocked like a stone dropped into a pond. As Amelia and Philip exchanged terrified looks, their newly discovered relationship to the multiverse was dangerous. “It’s not over,” Amelia murmured, her eyes widening with the understanding. As though on sign, the air shone and before them a holographic projection of Cambel emerged. Her multidimensional energy-pulsing shape seemed aliener than it had ever been.
“Did you really expected that it would be so straightforward?” All realities carried the voice of Cambel. “all you have done is delay the unavoidable. Whether you want it or not, humans will climb and the gather will take place.” The team found great surprise when the projection disappeared.
Around them the city started to shift. Roads fell in on themselves, buildings bent into unthinkable forms, and generally speaking, fissures tore apart to expose views of many worlds. “We really want to migrate, right now!” Philip roared, bringing everyone right into line. “Refer to base!” As they rushed throughout the distorted metropolis, they came upon pockets of bewildered and fearful people. Amanda laid out improvised blankets in areas where reality seemed to be more consistent and promptly coordinated the group to point them to somewhere safe and protected.
When they got to their headquarters, it was mess. People from all around the world were flooding the mail lines announcing similar oddities elsewhere. Doctor. Chen hurried to the center PC as his fingers sped over the keyboard. “The multiversal engine,” he said in a sharp shout. “We did not wipe it when we closed it down. We just scattered it. “Dispersed it where? Philip questioned, looking for the answer. Dr. Chen drew up a global guide and canvassed in thumping red dabs. “Everywhere. Parts of the motor have materialized across our world and are rebuilding themselves.
Should they entirely alter… Amelia said gravely, “then the harvest begins anew.” Philip’s mind sped as he considered a plan. “We have to eliminate those pieces before they can re-connect.
Amanda oversees our worldwide organizations. See each place concurrently. Philip turned to see Amanda get to work. Amelia was there. “We have to track the source. Cambel, or whatever she has developed into. She is the route in to this.
VAmelia gestured, closed her eyes to hone in on the multiverse energy running through her. Two seconds later her eyes opened. I sense her presence. She is… nowhere at all and erratic. Still, there is some point of convergence.” She marked on the map the Liberty Bell Center in Philadelphia. ” Obviously,” Philip said. “The center of where everything begun.” Reports came in from all around as the team prepared for their most desperate mission yet. The extraterrestrial presence was more noticeable every second that passed.
As reality disintegrated, people were vanishing and being harvested into the multiverse network. Philip kept his firm voice as he addressed the gathered members of opposition, weight on his shoulders notwithstanding. “I’m not lying to you.
The probabilities run against us. All the same, this is the last turning point of mankind. not only for our world but also for any universe resembling Earth.
We fight for the concept of human free will as much as for ourselves.” The throng yelled a cheer, assurance filling their eyes. As they left, the city had become an unparalleled battlefield. Rising from the ground, the extraterrestrial constructions defied physics in their design.
Transformed over people, their eyes glistening with ridiculous brightness, watched the roads. Along with a small first class group, Philip and Amelia headed toward the Freedom Ringer Center, a remarkable building transformed into a transcending tower of outsider creativity.
Roads circling around on themselves, gravity varying violently, and alternative forms of themselves moved between presence as they approached nearer, the texture of reality turned out to be increasingly temperamental. Philip came forward, raised his weapon, and screamed for his concentration to last.
Arriving at the Freedom Ringer Center, which had been transformed into a transcending tower of outsider invention pulsating with multiverse energy, they were At its core stood Cambel, her construction a whirling tornado of real elements. Cambel clarified that although most reality show mankind as doomed, this does not mean they have the power to make this decision for everyone. Amelia’s hand held Philip firm even with the weight of this cosmic reality. She maintained that even if it means failing, mankind should be allowed to decide its own path. As Cambel released her whole might, reality seemed to bend to her command.
Threats from all around the multiverse-including alien entities, other versions of themselves, and spacetime itself-were directed toward the team. Philip battled his path toward Cambel as the combat seetered, feeling the multiverse energy inside him ringing with the force she used. In his thoughts, an idea began to shape itself as frenetic, dangerous, yet theoretically their main expectation. With sincere eyes, Amelia battled her direction to his side. She struggled her path to his side, and together they pushed across the bedlam toward Cambel.
They contacted the gathered awareness via the multiverse energy passing through them. They accomplished this together. Affecting millions of people’s memories and ideas, the effect was instantaneous and overpowering. Philip sensed his brain expand over physical dimensions, interacting with millions of contemplations and memories. He caught flashes of life lived, lost connections, unmet expectations, and a ravenous need for freedom and choice.
Cambel dropped, her body flickering frantically. She yell, “What’s happening with you?” She grumbled, trying to focus. Philip snorted and tried to show them what they had lost as well as what they might recover from a decision. Amelia fixed her grip on his hand and yelled to the reaping personalities to enable them to recollect their humanity. As the multiversal engine approached critical mass, Philip experienced a burst of possibilities-not quite hope. Released from the collective, the gathered minds were stabilizing one another and making connections. Philip understood then that this was a fresh start rather than a death.ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .
Their whole surrounds exploded in an impact of multiversal energy, and Philip felt himself being destroyed, his consciousness scattered over actual entities. Last he saw was Amelia’s face, smiling at him as she also disappeared. When Philip woke up, he found himself laying on the grass in the recreation area where this previous battle had begun. Amelia stepped to the side of him, still clutching his hand. As the city appeared normal, devoid of foreign designs or reality bends, they sat up, wondering around. “Did we… did we bring it about?” Amelia asked in a raspy voice. Before Philip could say anything, they heard happy yells.
Every everyone on their team was running toward them. Philip couldn’t get rid of the feeling that something was different as they embraced their friends and support was pouring over them. He felt… connected, some sort or other. Not to an extensive alien network but rather to something exclusively human. Looking at Amelia, he felt the same insight shown in her eyes. “Is it not still continuing?” She asked nothing more than that. Philip shook his head softly. “I do not believe so, no. Still, whatever follows seems like the planet is ready for. Another figuring out settled over them as they stayed, surrounded by their tribe and the planet they had spared. For many other worlds as well as their own, they had changed human fate.
The being that had been Cambel burst somewhere deep within the multiverse. It had undervalued these people’s determination to make sacrifices, perseverance, and ability for choice. Still, the game was barely halfway done. As humanity ventured into a more vast universe, the entity would be observing what these remarkable beings would do. As Philip and Amelia strolled hand in hand into an uncertain but optimistic future, the multiverse appeared to hold its breath waiting to see what these recently awakened brains would choose to become. Though the struggle for mankind had been won, the trip into the great void of the multiverse had just started.