Chapter 112

Chapter 112 Callista The ancient entity's presence pressed against my mind like a weight made of starlight and mathematics. I'd faced demons, corrupt mages, and things that defied naming, but nothing had prepared me for this—a consciousness so vast and alien that trying to comprehend it was like staring directly into the sun. "You want to evaluate her worthiness," I said, surprised by how steady my voice sounded. "Then evaluate us too. We're the ones who knew her best." The silver patterns in the light shifted, forming new geometries that seemed to exist in dimensions my eyes couldn't quite grasp. When the entity spoke again, its mental voice carried what might have been amusement—if something so ancient could still find humor in mortal presumption. THE BONDS BETWEEN MORTALS ARE... IRRELEVANT TO COSMIC BALANCE. "Are they?" I stepped closer to the edge of the expanding circle, feeling the strange warmth that radiated from the gap between worlds. "Then you don't understand what made her