Murphy's Unfortunate Family: Su Prepares to Clean House

As Murphy's understanding of the Frontier Contract deepened, the mysteries of the Astral Plane were gradually being unraveled. According to the information provided by Kulkhan's Solar Grail, the Astral Plane had not always been the fragmented place it was now, riddled with astral turbulence.

It had once been a strange plane capable of giving rise to life. And since the Device of Myriad Phenomena in Murphy's possession could precisely calculate astral coordinates and included a "safe teleport" function that had merely been sealed for the time being, that meant the Astral Plane hadn't been nearly as dangerous when the device was made. The servants the Creator had placed in the Eden District had even been able to explore it freely.

The Astral Plane must have been quite beautiful back then.

But everything had changed. The shifting eras of the Material World had affected far more than just the Material World. The fate of the Astral Plane had changed at that very moment, too.

What had happened remained a mystery to Murphy, but the great beings who lived in the Astral Plane had all experienced it firsthand. Having been born in the Astral Plane's golden age, they were almost universally dissatisfied with its current state.

Space was no longer continuous. Time went haywire from time to time. Dangerous, chaotic currents were born and annihilated every day. The beautiful scenery they remembered had become a wasteland rife with conflict and resentment, while forces from the Subspace were always peering out from some boundless rift in the Astral Plane.

Sigh. How could anyone be happy with a landscape like this, with a homeland like this?

Such thoughts filled the mind of the Silver Wolf, Herson.

She lay dozing in her lair, nestled within a shattered, inverted mountain. Her enormous, graceful body was curled