It was the sixteenth day of Kivas' survival in Fathomi. Morning light filtered through the crystalline patterns overhead, fracturing across her desk where a scroll lay unfurled with countless sigils and diagrams—a sign to the breakthrough of her ambitions.
Quiet currents of fate stirred in the halls of Vaingall as Kivas rose to witness what her collaborators had wrought.
While she slept, the entrance to the one and only Xenorealm beneath Vaingall had birthed its long‑awaited breakthrough.
Secured and sealed on the third day of this timeline, thanks to Kivas and Samael's premonition about its existence on the first timeline—the gate had become more than a conduit into alien geography.
It had become an active laboratory as soon as Sarkha'una was freed from her task of making a potion concoction to nourish Samael's Genesis Core—a fortress of potential, per say, drawing from her memory of past resets and the stubborn certainty she had never forgotten.
