Within the Supreme Council Hall of the Hyperdimensional Creator Alliance, the consciousness projections of twelve Creators formed a perfect circle, each radiating a different conceptual glow. The council had lasted for three conceptual cycles, and the arguments had reached an unprecedented intensity.
"Enough!" The Second Creator, Alice, spoke like a crashing thunderclap. Silver-blue creation flames leaped violently around her. "How much longer are we going to discuss this? Has a single outsider made us this timid?"
Her gaze swept across every colleague present, fury blazing in her eyes. "The Alliance has ruled hyperdimensional space for countless ages. Are we supposed to change our principles because of a being who only just appeared? If we cannot uphold absolute authority, then what is the point of the Alliance's existence?"
The Eleventh Creator, Loki, shook his head as green radiance of wisdom slowly flowed around him. "Alice, anger has clouded your judgment. True wisdom lies in recognizing reality. According to the intelligence Aristothos sent back, Lin Ye's level of power exceeds what we can handle. Rather than wage a war we have no chance of winning, we should seek the possibility of cooperation."
"Cooperation?" The Sixth Creator, Rena, spoke with mockery in her voice as violet destructive energy condensed into the shape of a sword in her hand. "You want the Alliance's authority of three thousand years to bow before an outsider? Loki, your cowardice disappoints me."
"This isn't cowardice. It's rational analysis." Loki held firm to his view. "If we insist on confronting an existence we cannot defeat, that would be true foolishness."
The atmosphere in the council hall grew increasingly tense, and the powers around several Creators began to resonate dangerously.
The Fifth Creator, Carl, attempted to ease the tension. "Everyone, we should analyze this calmly. Even if Lin Ye is