Your Secret

Father God's explanation finally came to an end, but the enormous amount of information still echoed through my mind. The tangled relationship between the Void, worlds, and the Abyss was enough to make anyone dizzy. In the end, all I could do was reduce it to a simple model with a throbbing head.

The Void was a whole block of stone, while worlds were sculptures, and the Abyss was the rubble that fell to the ground during carving. The rubble itself was nothing, but once it covered the sculpture again, the sculpture was no longer a sculpture—like giving Venus arms.

The very existence of these remnants of worlds meant the end of the universe. Once the Abyss came into contact with a normal world, order collapsed and all things returned to zero.

When that process occurred, the ripples stirred in the Void—called ordered worlds—would be forcibly erased in a short time. The phenomena of world mutation produced after Abyss Infection were, at most, chaotic waves generated during the flattening of those ripples, like the interference patterns produced in the instant two electrical waves of opposite phase canceled each other out.

The Void produced the Abyss as it developed toward order, and contact between the latter and ordered worlds reset order to "zero." So this was the simplest and ultimate answer to the model. The greatest disaster in the multiverse was, in essence, merely an uncontrollable formatting command.

"Since this is the real reason the Abyss exists, why didn't you tell us earlier?"

I asked in confusion. It was not a complaint; it just seemed unbelievable that Father God had never told his allies such important intelligence.

"For the Old Empire, knowing this would not have meant much." Father God shook his head. "With the power of Shilin civilization at the