He struggled to keep it together, pouring every ounce of his will into maintaining the coherence of his form.
But the undifferentiation did not stop. It did not pause. It infinitely continued its assault, regenerating pressure faster than he could adapt to it.
Why would his father bring him here?!
Henry felt genuine pain as his existence truly was unraveling, the edges of his being dissolving into the multicolored chaos that surrounded him. He looked toward his father for help, his eyes filled with desperation and confusion as this was his main body and not a clone!
What he saw was Noah and THE Infiniverse looking at him calmly.
No concern.
No urgency.
Just observation!
Noah stepped closer to his struggling son, his blue-gold flames burning with authority that seemed entirely unaffected by the infinite undifferentiation pressing against them. His eyes held weight that exceeded anything Henry had witnessed from his father before.
"Boy."
