New Beginning 20: Nize Hats for everyone.

[Tsubasa & Wen Tien]

You still chose. You chose, but I had the ability to reject anything I thought OP. You made your choices and I accepted one set, but obviously I should have been harsher.

[Mik_Hael]

Pick your poison, either way you still die eh?

[Philote]

What are the strongest beings in your mythos? I'm guessing the Infinite Soulsword, the living universe, and the immortal mage whose power grows the longer she is alive?

[Zaleramancer]

My minions manage to open portals to save the plasmoids of ehT nuS, the artificial intelligences of Real-Space and the Hooloovoo, as well as countless other species near the edge of the dimensional wall.

The strange hungry creature continues, making a slight bulge in the universal walls.


I start icing the cake.

[Tsubasa & Wen Tien]

Let me check my notebooks...

[Mik_Hael]

"Darn it" copy number two the other is still breifing cardstack.

"The things still several meta lengths away and it's already causing buckles in the dimensions, I've got to figure out a way to slow it down.,...darn it I hate going their."I open a portal to the kernel of the moltiverse.

[Zaleramancer]

Several Partial-Mind duplicates of me queried the Seer's Hall in my Library.

"Status?" The glowing, multi-headed composite holo-avatar of the Partials asked.

A chubby man in a cheap suit jumped up.

"Well, based on current projections, we have about five minutes until it breaks through. Fifteen if minions begin placing wards on the local-dimensional wall near the distortion. Right now, 78% of projections see us surviving past ten years if we can gain help."

The heads of the holo-avatar whispered incoherently before speaking again.

"We will take measures. Please continue your prognostication and precognition. Alert the Sybil-Collective if any issues appear."

With a beeping sound, the Partial-Minds scattered. Magic Minions appeared by the millions before the distorted space- all weaving themselves into massive wards before it.

Several of my Partial-Minds and Soul Copies began to compile themselves into group minds. Tactical Councils began to form, Psionic War-Minds roared into existence and Ritualist Compositions were beginning to frame offensive spells.

Reapers were mobilized by my Shadow, armed with fine magical weapons capable of destroying entire cities. Magic Minions flew through the Library, sending and receiving messages.

[Zaleramancer]

Dozens of winged Magic Minions fly a speeds beyond light find my reality bending companions.

[Mik_Hael]

"Alright, so am I cleared to use it?"

King: "...alright fine, just promise not to break reality in half this time alright, it took us all day to fix it the last time."

"Alright, thanks."

Ace: "Shouldn't you get going?"

"Not really, I'm already down there."

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Meanwhile:  at the kernel of the multiverse.

"Well, let's git this over with." I pull up my sleeves and walk towards the giant churning mass of energy and chaos writhing in the center of a giant abysmal mass of nonexistence, and then thrust my right arm in.

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From the multiversal perspective:

The creature is still advancing at an incredible rate, another day and it would encompass the multiverse...it first tendrils are beginning to reach the outskirts of a universe. Suddenly the universes glow brightly for a brief instant, before they suddenly jerk into a new arrangement. The multiverse begins rotating, and son it tears through the space between dimensions like a drill through the earth and begins advancing away from the beast. It roars in frustration and begins chase.

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Meanwhile at Cardstack:

"Alright, that should buy us some time for evacuation at least."

Jack: "Why do we put up with you again?"

"Because I do my job better than anyone else.

[Zaleramancer]

In the depths of the library, and urgent message from the Sybil was delivered to one of the High-Speed Tactical War-Minds.

The universe had, for whatever reason, started spinning. Also, their messengers were, as of now, unanswered.

Several legions of Magic Minions began to assault the encroaching abomination. Many of them collapsed into semi-solid magic missiles and long range weaponry.  

A rain of mystic death poured onto the creature.

[Marvelous Miscreant]

Meanwhile in Kethencia, I chill out in a hammock...

[Zaleramancer]

The creature, unfazed by the assault, turned to drift towards a galaxy.

[Marvelous Miscreant]

Well this is boring...

[Mik_Hael]

I think you've got a few misconceptions involving the size scale.

[Zaleramancer]

They're attacking a tentacle.

That haven't realized that there's more to it yet.

[Mik_Hael]

Ah, go ahead then.

[Zaleramancer]

One of  the overseers of the minions, a limited-intelligence copy of myself, noticed something else moving.

A pulse of thought, loitering around at light speed, beamed back through extra-dimensional spaces to the library.

The message was fairly simple.

BIG BIG BIG IT'S GETTING CLOSER AHGOAAOGA-- *beeeep*

[Celadon's Penultimate]

And Brutus serves me tea.

[Philote]

This sure did lose its steam. I never really go to use my new powers either.

Oh well, I'll just be working on this science project of mine until attention comes back.

[Zaleramancer]

The thing has managed to eat half the current multiverse. The heroes do nothing.

It approaches the world of Marv, as well as Celadon.