This choice: I set up a science lab in the void between multiverses. (reserved) • Go Back...Chapter #5The morality of necessity by: Unknown Stepping outside My multiverse, I create another impenetrable bubble and inside it a highly sophisticated scientific laboratory.
I am incensed at the notion of other multiverses being denied to Me. I am omnipotent, all-powerful--there is nothing that should be beyond Me. But nonetheless I must labour to increase My power further.
I know, of course, precisely what I must make. But I also know that it is impossible to make, even for one such as I, within any place bound by any physical laws. I cannot alter the physical laws of My multiverse too far without being forced to expend infinite amounts of power keeping everyone in it alive--and if I let them die and complete what I must make, when I change the laws back the change I made to myself would be reversed. It is only here, in the void, that the changes can be made permanent.
The preparation itself is a variant of My sister's formula. However, the only way to make it requires manipulations that are impossible while confined to any physical laws in which humans can live, and also requires the expenditure of extreme power. Only here, inside My bubble, with no physical laws to constrain anything in it, can I do this work.
It is not long before I am finished. The final subatomic alteration turns the concoction green from its previous orange. Unlike the original formula, I know this will work, but even so I am not wholly prepared for its effect.
I had thought that the first instant of omnipotence would be the most rapturous experience of My life. I was wrong. As My formula increases My limitless power to levels far exceeding that of any other deity in any multiverse I see the parlour trick of the barriers for what it is, and marvel that I had been unable to breach them. As My power stabilizes, I know that I am powerful enough to wipe anything else from existence and create anything I desire. I prepare to enter another multiverse.
Suddenly a deity comes flying out at Me. I can see that she is drawing on power from almost every multiverse--precisely the Goddess I have planned to kill.
I unleash a torrent of raw omnipotence directly at her, but she absorbs it without any ill effects. Her counterattack is, I am forced to admit, equally impressive, but equally ineffective.
Our senses tell us that all our attacks will prove futile and merely risk erasing multiverses. I shift myself toward her and say, "I am Laura."
"I am Hokulani," she replies.
"You do not rule all the stars," I say.
"No, but together We can."
"How so?"
"Take My hand."
"And then?"
"And then We will rule all of existence."
I take Her proferred hand.
I was wrong that gaining power that second time would be the greatest experience of My existence. Mingling essences with another omnipotent being, as only Our extreme powers and the unique properties--or lack thereof--of the void allowed Us to do without risking a multiverse's existence, is beyond words.
When it ends I find that I am still Me. And yet I am also Hokulani, but She is still Her, and also Me.
"I can feel them. I can feel all those multiverses You created. I created them, too."
"And You know what else I intend."
Swiftly We slice through the barriers surrounding all the multiverses. The local deities are no match for Our power, but We do not kill them. They become part of Our gestalt, part of something grander than any of them could imagine. There are hierarchical structures in the power in some of them, which are left intact by the merging, but at the top level of power in all multiverses those there become Our equals. As part of the gestalt, We spread across all multiverses--anyone who gained power in one, gains power in all, and is one being with all their counterparts. But We also agree to generally leave each universe to those who gained power within it. While all of Us know what could happen, We are content to let things progress within each multiverse as they would have done had the gestalt never been formed.
I can feel Myself in every multiverse in which My mortal self existed, the same younger sister of the inventor of the potion. He too is a deity, and is not angered by the fact that I made Him a woman in one of My multiverses. In the void with Hokulani, I laugh as He turns Me into a musclebound man in one of His multiverses.
"You understand why this was necessary, Laura."
"I wish it were not so, Hokulani. I wish Your name truly fit You."
"Perhaps some day it will. And on that day it will fit You, also, and Your brother, and Mine, and all the other deities in these multiverses. But They do not yet understand. If They wished, They could perceive what We perceive, and know. But They accept that what has happened, has happened, and that must suffice for now."
"And in the meantime, We shall each of Us rule Our multiverses as We see fit. You know what that means for Makana in My multiverses."
"As does He. He accepts it, as He knows You will accept what he does to You in His."
"I cannot say that I approve, but they are His multiverses, not Mine. This alliance must not break."
"I hope it never shall, Laura."
Removing My laboratory from existence, I part ways with My sister Goddess and re-enter the multiverse I had left. Jana is still in My room, and We each know that the other is omnipotent. But She doubles over in pain like a mortal when I kick Her in Her breasts, and I can feel My brother in another multiverse kneeing Me in My male groin. We know that this is necessary, though He has not yet determined why.
Leaving My room, I go out into this multiverse, knowing that other deities will not contest My rule here, and knowing that I must not contest Their rule in Their multiverses.
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