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Pribadium!One didn’t really wait nearly a month to get back to her alternate
self in the cell. She just wanted Pribadium!Two to think that she was going
to be in there for that long, so she would be more grateful when the
conversation restarted after only a few days. They’re back here now, on
either side of the clear plasma barrier.
“Tell me the problem,” Pribadium!One prompts. “Why can’t I use my tech?”
“It’s not that you can’t use our tech, full stop,” Pribadium!Two begins.
“It’s that you can’t cross any dimensional barriers. As I was saying before,
the new parallel reality was created from a brane collision. That is an
entirely different beast than the anti-paradox reality generation that the
other parallels went through. We’re skirting at the very edge of the
quintessential membrane. Parts of this reality are actually inside,
including your lab, which is why time is frozen here.”
Pribadium!One balks. “What are you talking about? Time is frozen?”
“You didn’t notice?” Pribadium!Two questions. “What have you been doing?”
“Not using my tech!” Pribadium!One argues. “You told me not to!”
“I thought you would at least try to diagnose the issue!” Pribadium!Two
groans. “Time and metabolism have halted. Sora could stay here forever, and
never age or die. The entirety of Gatewood is completely inaccessible to the
rest of the universe, even within this same reality. The most recent
interstellar cycler has lost all navigational frames of reference. It’s like
the star system vanished. That’s why I’m trying to get you to not cross any
more barriers. It could split it even more, and cause even more chaos.”
“Yeah, that’s definitely a possibility,” Pribadium!One agrees. It could
obviously be a problem, but it could also be an opportunity. Her alternate
self would have known that, which is why she didn’t warn her about the
dangers straight away. She needn’t worry, though. This Pribadium will do her
due diligence. She will not only find a way out of this, but make the most
out of their unique position. “So what do we do? What did you come here to
do? Get us out of the pocket of quintessence? Pull the realities back
together? Kill every alt of yours until you become the fabled One?”
Pribadium!Two shakes her head. “I’m here to sever the connection.”
“The connection between realities? To what end?”
Pribadium!Two is quiet. Perhaps their point of divergence wasn’t too
dramatic. They still had the same neurological wiring. They would’ve come up
with the same ideas.
Pribadium!One nods. “You don’t just want to cut the link. You want to
control it. You want to create a pocket universe, like the Sixth Key, but
less crowded.”
Pribadium!Two still says nothing, but they have the same poker face.
“But you can’t do that as long as this pocket of space is connected to
reality, even a parallel. And if I cross over to another dimension, it won’t
work. Our pocket will probably just slip back fully into the membrane, and
the advantage will disappear.”
Pribadium!Two sighs. “You know me too well.”
“That’s why it was so tough for you to get here, and why you barely made
it,” Pribadium!One guesses. “You had to brute force your way in without
breaking the seal.”
“Don’t you see what this means?” Pribadium!Two asks. “This wouldn’t be the
only pocket universe in existence, but it would be the first
free-floating miniature brane that we know of. It would be mobile. We could
go anywhere in the bulk.”
“Like a spaceship.” Interesting suggestion...but what about all the people?
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