The Watchers
For the first time in a billion years, Aboheid felt the fear of extinction again.
It was the panic a lesser civilization felt when looking up at a greater one.
As a multidimensional π-level civilization, Aboheid had never imagined it could be crushed by superior technology.
At most, another multidimensional civilization might appear in a higher dimension. Even if it was stronger, its advantage would lie in its accumulated resources and sheer scale, not in technology so far ahead it belonged to another era.
Yet technology beyond anything theory allowed had appeared. Control over spacetime across dimensions, even reverse-entropy technology that could turn back time—it was simply impossible.
"Even our ultimate weapon was suppressed, and time itself can flow backward. Could this be a theoretical transdimensional being?"
"Impossible! A transdimensional being couldn't be confined to three dimensions! It could bend the entire light-cone universe at will!"
"Then what is he? Are we not the ultimate three-dimensional civilization? Is there another level between us and that?"
Aboheid—or rather, all Star Gods—believed they had reached the ultimate level in three dimensions. Little did they know there was such a thing as one hundred percent at π-level.
Dimension Masters were exceedingly rare, because no one could watch the entire observable universe at every moment forever. The only way to reach one hundred percent was through mathematics.
What an immense and flawless computational model would that require? Such a model could not be built without scanning an entire dimension tens of thousands of times.
And even after it was built, the work would never be done. At intervals, its creator would have to fine-tune the model and scan the entire dimension again, adapting their mathematical tools to changing conditions. Otherwise, they could lose their perfect omniscience and fall from the level of