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Now transformed into his older, alternate self, Reggie moved with purpose. The temple's inner chambers had ancient forges, abandoned tool racks, and piles of forgotten magical artifacts—plenty of raw materials for someone like him.
The Dimenswatch lit up, feeding him equations, blueprints, theories from thousands of timelines. Myrren—the sentient spirit bound to the device—manifested as a holographic AI, floating nearby.
"Nice to meet you, kid," Myrren said, flickering like static. "Well… adult-you. I'm M-001, failed you from another dimension. Now I'm stuck being your guide-slash-snark-machine. Ready to build something world-shattering?"
Reggie adjusted his goggles. "No. Something better. Something useful."
For the next several hours, he worked like a man possessed.
First Invention: The Portal Gun.
A sleek, handheld device with a circular stabilizer at its core. When fired, it tore open controlled rifts in reality, connecting two fixed points across space—or even between worlds.
> "With this, I can get us back to Earth… or anywhere else we need to go."
Second Invention: Phantom Bands.
Five lightweight wristbands, crafted from enchanted alloy and laced with multidimensional circuitry. When worn, they projected a cloaking field around the wearer, masking key traits like elf ears, rune tattoos, and even aura signatures.
> "This will let us blend in. No more stares. No more questions."
He labeled each device carefully, storing the extras in his Alt-Vault, a pocket dimension within the Dimenswatch's interface.
By sunrise, he stood at the edge of the forest again, the temple long behind him. The transformation faded, returning him to his younger self—but his mind was still buzzing with clarity. Myrren's voice echoed faintly:
> "One down. Infinite selves to go."
As Reggie approached the camp again, firelight flickering in the morning mist, he smiled.
Jake had the power of gods.
Remy wielded ancient magic.
But Reggie?
He had infinite versions of himself—and each one had something new to offer.
> "Let's see how far this rabbit hole goes."