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silently at every demon coming at her or me, keeping them at bay for a few more heroic moments.

Then her PEP ran out of energy.

Theia hastily reloaded.

That was all the opening the demons needed.

They surged toward her.

0:46…

0:45…

0:44…

They piled on Theia, crushing her under their weight.

I was still fighting other demons, but seeing her like this ignited a nuclear hatred I never knew I had.

Roaring inside my helmet, I vectored the demons hurtling off her and flying up into space. The fate of the demons charging me was less forgiving. I vectored them slamming into the surrounding walls. They hit so hard the stone walls shook.

0:37…

0:36…

0:35…

I lunged toward Theia and grabbed her tiny body in my Mega Beast arms. Bolt fire from above hammered us both, pelting our power armor. I activated my Sphere of Absorption and the bolts disappeared. I looked up at the swarm of demons hovering in space and blocking our escape.

The only way out was through.

After curling my big body around Theia’s, I launched myself upward with a jump aided by a massive POSITION vector that sent me slamming into dozens of demons. Because I was applying a continuous upward vector, I plowed through them like a freight train through a mosh pit and kept going.

0:29…

0:28…

0:27…

Theia and I went hurtling upward into space.

For several seconds, I whipped my head around in desperation, unable to find the Chaos Gate. It was much harder to spot from the back side, and I’d forgotten where the projection nozzle was in relation to us. Then I remembered: it was located where the black, red, and white triangle sides formed a pyramidal point, meaning it lay in one of three directions from our position…

There!

Behind us!

Using my POSITION vectors, I steered us flying around the Chaos Gate, heading around toward its active front face. Because of my speed, the arc of our travel was much larger than I would’ve wanted. It took more precious seconds to circle around to the flickering disc of Fold triangles that led back to the Zalaxian jungle on the other side.

The gate was still hundreds of meters distant.

Time was running away from us faster than DC Comics’ The Flash.

0:12…

0:11…

0:10…

I lined us up and poured on the speed.

Roared for good measure.

Exploding out from behind the gate in surprise, hundreds of space demons came around it and raced toward us. Among them was the red CyberKnight. The one with the red Tesserack lance that he was leveling and aiming at me and Theia now.

0:09…

0:08…

I dodged.

He fired.

Missed by millimeters.

I recoiled in horror as I saw the stream of Fold triangles blazing by. They angled swiftly toward us as the red CyberKnight adjusted his aim. If I didn’t dodge, he was going to disintegrate me with Theia in my arms. But I couldn’t dodge too far off course and still make it through the Chaos Gate in time…

Not when the bomb was going to blow any second…

0:07…

0:06…

As the red CyberKnight’s Tesserack beam chased us, I had no choice but to dodge in dramatic Light Cycle style. I made several right-angle cuts as we rocketed toward the active face of the Chaos Gate and—

0:05…

Suddenly, everything came undone.

Folding.

We were folding.

I didn’t know if we were folding because we’d been hit by the red CyberKnight’s Tesserack lance, or if we were traveling through the Chaos Gate. Or if our bomb had detonated early and blown before we’d crossed over, and we were now crossing over to whatever afterlife might await us in this part of space or this dimension or wherever we were in the multiverse.

And then… intense regret.

Like an electric sander to my exposed heart.

We’d been one second too late…

I knew because the entirety of my life flashed before my eyes in the blink of endless centuries. Millenia passed in moments. Fragmented memories exploded outward in a tightly woven tapestry of exquisite detail. In every memory, I was painfully alone and overwhelmingly surrounded by thousands of people, every person I’d ever met crowding ever closer, crushing me like a vacant-faced mob while remaining infinitely distant. None of them were Theia, except for every person there.

Frustration tortured me as I wondered if I’d saved Theia and myself or gotten us both killed. There was no way to know. The certainty of my uncertainty was infinite agony.

And yet, somehow I knew, this was my forever and always.

In my disintegration, I had become one with everything.

I was the universe.

—: Chapter 45 :—

After an instant eternity, I punched through into purple, red, and lavender. I had become color.

Noooo…

This was the Zalaxian jungle.

We had made it through the gate!

As everything came into focus, I saw the timer in my HUD.

0:04…

The bomb had not blown. But it would soon.

0:03…

Suddenly afraid some final enemy would burst through the Chaos Gate just in time to kill me and Theia, I whipped around to face it with the intention of plugging it or blocking it somehow.

As if in slow motion, the tip of the red CyberKnight’s Tesserack lance punched through, the barrel of the lance already gathering a glowing red Fold charge. The nose of the CyberKnight’s red robot horse sludged forward, emerging from the plane of the gate. His robot space mount must have transformed from space skimmer to space horse before coming through.

0:02…

I had no doubt, once the knight himself emerged he would fire his deadly Tesserack lance at me and Theia, obliterating us both. Two seconds was more than long enough to fold us into oblivion.

0:01…

Just as the wicked visor of his knightly red helm cleared the Chaos Gate, and two burning red eyes inside the visor slit flared and glared directly at me—

0:00…

Zip!

The Chaos Gate instantly disappeared.

Still galloping through the air, the front third of the CyberKnight’s red robot horse, and the front half of his powering-down Tesserack lance, and the knight’s arm from gauntlet to vambrace to elbow couter, all of it went tumbling forward and downward. While dropping, the horse’s forelegs and flaming plasma hooves continued galloping a confused gait. Seconds later, the front half of