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Sora stares at Pribadium for a moment. “We can’t use your machine to go back
in time to stop the Teaguardians from destroying the world, but we can do it
to visit my dead friend?” He shakes his head at the apparent contradiction.
“We don’t need a time machine for that,” Pribadium!One notes. “Do you
remember how she was talking about other universes; how ours crashed into
another?”
“Yes,” Sora confirms.
“I don’t know what universe that would have been,” Pribadium!One begins,
“but it’s not the only one—not by a long shot. In fact, a couple of them are
our siblings. One of these universes, which are known as branes, was named
Fort Underhill. Its, uhh...” She hesitates. She’s not really supposed to
talk about this stuff to the humans. That’s an antiquated word, but
it just refers to people who don’t know about things like temporal
manipulation or psychic abilities. But that ship has sailed, so she might as
well go for it. “Fort Underhill is where you go when you die. Actually, you
go to a virtual simulation first, but at some point, you get moved to the
other brane, which is in base reality.”
Sora stares at her again, narrowing his eyes. “Who goes to this place when
they die? Your mind? Immortals like Tertius Valerias and Aeterna Valeria?”
“No, everybody,” Pribadium!One clarifies. She sighs. “You may think you’re
undigitized, but you’re not. You were born this way. I can’t explain the
biology, I never got much into it, but it’s part of how humans are. We’ve
been this way for millennia.”
“No.” He shakes his head. “No! No, it’s not true. If humans have always been
digitized, we would know. We would have to.”
“I think we kind of did,” Pribadium!One says. “I don’t know how well you
know your history, but when researchers were first trying to figure out how
to do it, they made a quantum leap in progress. It was the most apropos use
of that term ever. It was when they proved that consciousness existed in the
quantum realm, and I think this is why.”
Sora stands, and starts to pace out of frustration. “So my convictions—my
refusal to become like all of you—they mean nothing? I can’t die anyway?
Elke isn’t dead?”
“I wouldn’t know anything about that,” she explains. “That was some time
ago, and I believe there is a way to die for good in Fort Underhill,
but that would be a choice.”
“Yet you have some unique way of contacting the dead?” Sora scoffs.
“I know people in high places.” She’s friends with the people who are
responsible for it, but she has never told them that she found a way to
access it. She kind of thought they might find out eventually, and when time
travel is involved, eventually is synonymous with always. They
have never brought it up, though she has had to use it on occasion. There
was one time where a man from Castlebourne asked her to reunite an
undigitized friend of his with her dead parents. They evidently gave her
advice, and now that woman is an immortal flying superhero. So she doesn’t
take this for granted.
“It won’t work,” Pribadium!Two says. She’s opening the medical pod, and
slowly making her way out of it. “As I told you, this is a parallel reality.
Your interversal communicator was calibrated to the main sequence.”
“Good point,” Pribadium!One says. “That would prove if you’re telling the
truth.”
“If?” Pribadium!Two questions. “I definitely am.”
“Well, we’ll see about that.” Pribadium!One walks over to the communicator.
Pribadium!Two violently grabs her wrist. “If you try, I’ll have to kill
you.”
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