Plane Of Destiny And Fate
Everything is falling into place.
Sarah leaned back in her chair, the vast screens before her displaying multiple views of the Imperial world. Elizabeth stood on her balcony, crown still on her head, watching the last of the celebrations fade into night. Adam lounged in a corner of the palace, apparently asleep but definitely not. Merlin explored the library with wide-eyed wonder. Kahdijah caused minor chaos in the kitchens. Rebecca brooded. Alex observed everything with that quiet, knowing patience.
"With time," Sarah said, "we can separate all the Absolute Beings into different dimensions. Scatter them across realities where they can't converge."
Vrael nodded slowly. He stood beside her, his ancient eyes fixed on the same screens. "That's the goal. Chaos knows about the Abstracts now—she's heard the name, sensed their presence in the background of reality. But she doesn't know how they come to be. What triggers their manifestation."
