After returning to the manor, Loren gathered all his women together.
He had just used his Spatial Origin as a fulcrum to redraw the boundaries of the Multiverse, separating most of the parallel worlds that had been colliding.
He had peeled apart and straightened the tangled timelines one by one, repaired the shattered barriers of spacetime, and steadied the order of a Multiverse on the verge of total collapse.
In the void, countless colliding worlds slowly drifted apart.
The disordered sun, moon, and stars returned to their proper courses. The rampant turbulence of spacetime gradually subsided. At last, the Multiverse, which had stood on the brink of destruction, stopped collapsing on every front.
Only after three full hours did Loren slowly withdraw his power. His aura fluctuated faintly, and a trace of exhaustion showed in his eyes despite his efforts to hide it.
He had kept the Multiverse from complete ruin and prevented the worst outcome: the destruction of every universe. But damage remained that he could not fully undo.
Hundreds of thousands of tiny spacetime rifts, large and small, dotted the void, unable to close completely.
Scattered through the spaces between parallel universes, these rifts varied in size and constantly linked other worlds across different dimensions and realities.
The rifts could not heal on their own, nor could Loren force them all shut at once.
As long as they remained, beings, viruses, monsters, and even the laws of different universes could pass through and invade other worlds.
Barriers between once-separate parallel worlds had been breached. Visitors from other worlds could cross at will, while conflicting realities, clashing laws, and otherworldly disasters became a constant crisis every universe had to face.
To end this catastrophe for good, repairing the damage with the power of his Origin alone would not work.