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Chapter 255 - A Cosmic Soul
🕑 Added 2025-10-12 17:35:34 +0000 UTCThe expedition spent two full days in its new camp around the Gate while Mirian worked on getting new leyline data and organizing supplies. The Torrviol Gate could indeed be lifted up into the courtyard, which simplified moving supplies immensely—but also created a hazard that had to be guarded. Several Academy arcanists raised low stone walls around the courtyard so that students wouldn’t be able to sneak in.
Zhuan spent most of those days in silent contemplation. Mirian saw her often looking out from high balconies, staring at the horizon.
At night, Mirian and Zhuan continued to look for each other in the Ominian’s dream. Once more, they found each other, and were able to communicate. When they woke, they went through their experience, trying to figure out if it was technique or chance that had let them meet.
“The sense of where in the dream you are is different than when in the dream you are,” Zhuan insisted. Mirian had to admit she probably needed more practice. She’d only been using the dream focus stone for a short time. That some parts had come naturally to her didn’t mean everything had.
On the afternoon of the third day, Mirian had finished her initial readings of the leyline energy pouring into the Jiandzhi. Her heart started pounding as she went over the readouts.
“You have that look,” Ibrahim said. “Is that good or bad?”
“I… it’s preliminary data. But… if this continues, it’s better than I could have ever hoped for.” The leyline readings were still incredibly faint, the detectors showing more of a hazy cloud of energy than the lines she was used to picking up. When the Alkazaria Gate was smoothing out the imbalance of energy that flowed past Palendurio, it only took a week or so for the leylines there to reach capacity. “This could give us a month. Two months. Maybe even three or four.”
Ibrahim nodded. “Everything changes from this.”
Mirian whirled. “It gives us time.”
“Time to scheme. Time for rulers to consolidate power. Time for armies to muster. ”
“Time to build! Gods’ blood, Ibrahim, do you really think war will save us from anything?”
“It’s as inevitable as the eastern winds. Zhuan sees it too.”
Mirian shook her head. The man was still implacable. She went to talk to Zhuan.
“—two oniwyrm attacks and one petal demon. Are you sure? Not three?”
“Yes, Exalted,” one of the expedition captains was telling her.
“Fewer attacks than you expected?” Mirian asked as she approached.
“Yes. And it’s only been three days. If the Jiandzhi settles down, the southern corridors and Sanctuary Road may become viable for use.” She looked east. “Moving east will be a problem, though. None of my expeditions have made it that far.”
Mirian looked around at the assembled camp. “Uh… can we just fly? Atrah said it’s only twenty miles.”
Zhuan raised an eyebrow. “Twenty miles. Of sustaining both levitation and the combat spells you’ll need? Through attacks of mist jellies, canopy screamers, and winged tigers?”
“Yes. Either Atrah or I can carry you.”
The other Prophet gave her a stern look.
“With a lift person spell, to be clear.”
Her look softened. “You are sure you can accomplish this? I abhor waste and inefficiency.”
“I do as well. And yes.”
Just then, a commotion went up around the Gate. Apparently, a student had wandered through. Mirian vaguely recognized him. Is that the one who blew himself up in the Alchemistry building? Not great survival instincts. A guard had also stepped through, and was trying to drag the boy by the arm back with him.
“The danger of having a Gate in the middle of a school,” Mirian said. “Shall we set off?”
Zhuan frowned, staring off into her thoughts. Finally, she said, “Yes. We’ll see what’s there first. It is the most efficient path.”
Gaius joined them and they levitated high above, then flew east.
***
Acclerated levitation really was an amazing spell. When Mirian had first tried to trek across the Littenords to reach Frostland’s Gate, she’d managed far less than twenty miles a day. It had taken refinement and practice—plus the auric mana to sustain it—but now her spell could do it in just under an hour. She’d given Gaius a copy of the spell, and so they soared high above the canopy, only the tall peaks above them. Mirian still loved the feeling of the wind whipping past her face.
A swarm of mist jellies tried to attack them, but she and her father cleaved through them easily. She caught sight of a winged tiger lazily soaring above them in the distance, but it seemed to think better of attacking.
As they moved closer to the mountain, Zhuan called over the wind, “How old are you?”
“Forty-two.”
Gaius made a strange noise. Had she not told him this loop? There was so much to remember.
“I was older than you when this all began. I thought it was impressive when I broke into the category of archmage a few years back. How in Enteria do you have this kind of mana and spellpower?”
Zhuan had gone through soul ascension once, so she already knew about that. “Practice,” Mirian answered. She’d also told—and shown—Zhuan her training regimen. She couldn’t have kept it a secret if she wanted to; Gabriel, Ibrahim, and Luan all knew it, and she demonstrated parts of it every day.
And have your father start your soul magic training when you’re a toddler, she thought. She’d been looking at enough souls and arcanists now to notice a pattern in the strength of a soul and the maximum output of a caster. Just like a child picked up a language more quickly than an adult, she seemed to have picked up tricks to strengthen her soul more easily—tricks that only revealed themselves much later in her life. She couldn’t exactly tell Zhuan that part, though.
“There,” Gaius said, peering through a lens spell. They started descending towards a valley that was high up in the mountains. “Strange. I can see what looks like the remnants of a tower underneath the foliage, but it was constructed… sideways. A nonsensical design. No wonder parts of it have collapsed. Perhaps an experimental structure? I’m not seeing any ships or drydocks of any sort, though. Let’s get a closer look.”
As they flew in, Mirian caught the general shape of the structure her father was talking about. It was vaguely cylindrical, with thick leg-like protrusions keeping it above the ground. Or rather, they had once kept it above the ground; only two of the ‘legs’ had survived. As the others had cracked, the sideways tower had fallen, shattering pieces of it.
Like the other Viaterrian structures they had seen, the building was immense. Twice as tall as Torrian Tower, if they were to put it upright, she thought. But why put it sideways?
She had a flash of recollection. The building reminded her of something… but what?
They landed near the structure. Several small lizard-like creatures scattered as they landed, making clicking noises of alarm. The jungle was sparser here, but the building still dripped with vines and was covered in tangles of plants.
Her father frowned. “There’s little else here. Some squat structures, collapsed by erosion.” He cast a divination spell, then said, “There’s a metal plaza beneath the soil here. An absurd waste of steel, but the Viaterrians aren’t attested to being fools like the late Triarchs were. They must have had a reason.”
Mirian looked around. The rooms inside the tower were visible from where large parts of it had sheared off when the metal legs propping up the thing had collapsed. The rooms, though, were arranged in circles around the center. Gaius was right; from a structural engineering standpoint, it was a terrible design. Unless…
She looked closer at the rooms. If someone had, say, put the tower upright, people would have been able to stand on the floor—or ceiling, for that matter. But lying on its side as it was, the floor plan only made sense if the people could walk on the outer walls. Advanced gravity magic? she wondered. The rooms were rusted to the five hells and back, but she could visualize what it might have looked like.
Something about the curved sections of room reminded her of a spellrod. The design would be what I would use if I needed parts of the tower to rotate.
They began to explore the tower, levitating up to land on the inside.
“Are we sure this is Jhulu?” Zhuan asked.
“Not at all,” Gaius said. “Vessels. Boats. Hmm. The Cataclysm was incredibly destructive, but it didn’t raise entire mountains. There’s no way they built and maintained seafaring vessels here. Perhaps Jhulu is further east.”
Mirian began to drift through the rooms, light spell illuminating the rooms. The place was absolutely infested with nests. There were hollow spaces in the wall; perhaps they’d held something once, but now, she could hear rodents running about. She found a chip of strange material. It was transparent, but not glass; hard, but light. Frowning, she put it in her pocket. Perhaps she could do an alchemical analysis on it.
Gaius and Zhuan continued to talk, speculating on the purpose of the building. Her father hadn’t had his maps of the region for a hundred years. “…misremembered, maybe…” she heard as his voice echoed through the strange cavernous rooms and halls. In another place, mildew was growing beneath a weak shaft of light that shone through a hole in the ceiling. A rounded ceiling makes sense. But why a rounded floor and walls? The doors had also been made out of thick steel, which seemed excessive. Some were closed, though she could bypass them by flying around to the next hole in the structure. There were places where the steel had been rent, or a door torn off. Based on the carapace fragments, she guessed lesser titans had been scavenging things from the tower. Though what did they want?
She kicked at a pile of rubbish. There were more pieces of that translucent material, mixed in with dirt, a few animal bones, and—was that colored string? She picked it up. A divination spell quickly told her there was copper beneath the colorful wrapping. Clever. A minimalist way to keep the material insulated.
She wasn’t finding the thing she was most interested in, though. Where are the glyph and rune remnants? They’d run out of residual mana, of course, but the physical structure should still remain. Why use copper wires if there’s no mana being conducted? And copper is the cheaper choice. Surely, the great Viaterrians knew that silver or gold was better for conducting mana, right?
Another thing was missing: crystals. There should be fragments of conduit crystals, even if they were broken. Mirian went through several divination spells, but they turned up with nothing. Had myrvites consumed it all? But there’d still be something left over.
Near one end of the sideways tower, the legs had collapsed, but the structure itself was more or less intact. Another steel door barred her way, but this time, there was no crack in the wall to bypass it.
Mirian used a magnetic pull spell to rip the door off its hinges. It was surprisingly sturdy; even after all this time, it was about as hard to pull apart as one of the doors on the Akanan Dreadnoughts.
Dreadnoughts. Hmm…
An idea occurred to her as she stepped into the next room. The Viaterrians had an advanced civilization. Of course they had airships. Perhaps… but why wouldn’t it have a deck? Why the orientation? Why the allowance for rotation?
The next room she entered was cavernous, and by far the strangest she’d seen yet. Water had seeped in, leaving stains of rust and stagnant pools, but with her light spell, she could see the glint of metal everywhere. In the center of the room was a huge torus. Her divination revealed the presence of copper, but it was alloyed with other metals that she didn’t have glyphs for detecting.
Still, there were no glyphs. No runes. Nothing that indicated magic at all. If this had been an airship, there would have needed to be a leyline repulsor. Then Mirian froze. She’d seen this place before.
No. Not me. Xylatarvia.
Her mind went back to the fragment she’d seen while communing with the Elder God’s colossal corpse. A tower, I’d thought. But floating in the void. Cylindrical. A few thousand years of erosion, neglect, and myrvites tearing at it, and most of those features would have vanished.
Another thought: there was no magic. The Elder Gods can perform magic in the great void, but could a human? There’s no ambient mana. No Labyrinth. No myrvite ecology—no myrvites. Gods above…
She sat down cross-legged. Words of a sermon she must have heard a hundred times ran through her head. Xylatarvia descended from the stars on a ship made of vines. She delivered her message of peace—and her knowledge of the arcane glyphs.
The old stories had always struck her as silly, but what if there was an ancient truth? Realization struck her like a whirlwind. Xylatarvia found humanity, but not on Enteria.
She closed her eyes, mind racing, trying to pinpoint another memory. I was in the Grand Sanctum. Looking for secrets there… it was a room… behind a statue of Altrukyst! There was a story I hadn’t heard—She sailed Her ship of vines through a hole in Altrukyst’s chest, and it emerged from the Luamin Moon. Now, she knew there were mechanisms of the Elder Gods on the Luamin moon. Construction on the same scale as the Labyrinth. Zhuan talked about using the Gate to escape Enteria. Why would the Gates be limited to Enteria? Why would the Gates be limited in size?
Zhuan was looking for ships that sailed the seas, but they would find no such thing. So many myths speak of Xylatarvia’s ship of vines, not here on Enteria, but among the stars.
This is the Viaterrian Chimean Behemoth, she realized.
Then, another thought:
Professor Viridian had spoken endlessly about strange gaps in evolution. Humans were here, along with several other species of mammal, but there were few common ancestors bridging the gap. In fact, evolution itself was something of an article of faith in the Luminate Order, passed down as ancient knowledge. And how many other truths were just that? Originating from the Viaterrians, discovered not here but…
Most myrvites had no such gaps in their evolutionary record. There were hundreds of species of drake, dozens of types of wyverns. Fossilized myrvite itself attested to myrvites existing on Enteria for hundreds of thousands of years, perhaps longer. Yet no such archaeological finds of human civilization older than five thousand years old. Some wizards assumed the bones were eaten, others, that they were destroyed in the Cataclysm… but no.
Her mind reeled at the implication.
We are not from Enteria.
She opened her eyes, staring at the ancient mechanism before her. No precursor technologies from the Viaterrians have been discovered because they came here with them. Marvels of technology, but invented somewhere distant.
But where?
Mirian closed her eyes again, feeling the violet focus beneath her hand. She passed soul energy through it, bringing her memories back to the Ominian’s Mausoleum. She brought her mind to the vision of the stars above it—that great void, and so many of them. She thought again of those towers—those ships—drifting through the void.
How far did we travel? Why did people leave? What happened—to our home?
She thought of Gaius’s tales of what the world was like before the spell engine. Vast stretches of dangerous wilderness. Untamed wilds. And yet, we could not be contained. After the Cataclysm, humanity had become fragmented, cut off, isolated—but it hadn’t stayed that way. Explorers had braved the seas without any way to stop leviathans or sea serpents. They had found ways to travel through even the deadliest jungles. The threat of death couldn’t contain their urges; even now, people looked at the unconquered frontiers and yearned to illuminate their mysteries.
Sometimes the exploration wasn’t one of journeys, but of knowledge. Ancient alchemists had risked life and limb to discover the secrets of magichemicals. Wizards like Professor Endresen pushed at the boundaries of arcanism and physics, looking for the answers to questions, and then pushed again when their answers led to more questions.
When empires fell, young arcanists like Gaius explored their ruins. No matter how dangerous the place, humanity would be pushing at the boundaries. Beatrice and her companions, delving into the Labyrinth. Mirian herself, pushing into the deadly Endelice Mountains, looking to answer questions.
There, amidst the endless cold, she had understood the nonliving foundation all life depended on. In Tlaxhuaco, she’d seen the nature of living things, with nothing not connected.
In Takoa’s First City, she’d seen the souls of the lost and forgotten, the long line of humanity that had led them to this present. At her mother’s tomb, she’d seen into her inner soul and its closest connections. Now, she saw a glimpse into the nature of humanity’s soul. There was an urge to explore, to move, to wander; a curiosity that could not be bound. The laws of the universe conspire to try to keep life pinned to a world. But we yearn for more, for greater things. To be connected not just to each other, not just to our ancestors, not just to the world, but to the great void above. A cosmic soul.
Perhaps not all the Viaterrian ships had come here. Perhaps some still wandered, or had found another world. Altrukyst the Traveler saw us, and saw His equal.
There was something profound that resonated in her revelations. It spoke to a greater purpose, a noble calling. Humanity could be cruel. It could be shortsighted.
But it could also be something greater.
Enteria will not be our end. This is just another beginning, she resolved. We will not stop growing and learning. We will not stop exploring.
Resolution coursed through her, and she felt her soul shifting again. She could feel the currents of her soul moving a little faster, the threads of it, now more robust. The boundary between her soul and aura was not a line, but a gradient. No more a limit than the boundary of sky that lay between humanity and the stars.
She flexed her aura, letting mana course around her open palms. She could feel the power there, waiting for her command.
When we overcame our worst impulses, the void itself could not bind us. We did it before. We’ll do it again.
The last apocalypse didn’t stop us. This will not be our end either.
Comments
Thaabit Rivertree
I mean its been kind of obvious, or an obvious possibility, since we saw the vision of xylatarvia taking pity on the ship of humans lost in space, and essentially sacrificing her body shephard them to a habitable land, i.e. Enteria. I think it was when she first saw the body in Tlaxhuaco. It could only have been a space ship, and given their dire straights, and the myth about her guiding them to Enteria, it all added up.
Gopard
Oh HOW did we miss it??? ViaTERRIANS TERRAN from TERRA from EARTH Jesus christ your worldbuilding is on another fucking level... I can only salute you holy shit this in one hell of an amazing story!!!!!
UraniumPhoenix
Soon!
Enthernal
yeah, I noticed that as well. It seems the bit of her reminiscing has been removed, probably to rework. That said, we have to keep in mind she's doing flying, lifting a person, for which she has to overcome their spell resistance and fighting of powerful monsters. I assume she could fly quite a bit faster on her own without fighting. I hope we can see the reminiscing fixed in that way, like "back in the day I had to spend a whole day flying and hoping nothing attacked to just travel 20 miles, now I can bring another person along and fight off whatever comes, and it still only takes me an hour. If not for that I could probably do it in 5/10 minutes."
Michael Vonica
Arcane energy could just be a form of exotic matter. There are examples of materials with strange properties that do not form in nature, but that humans can still produce, by perfectly setting the conditions for the formation of such substances. Perhaps arcane energy is made up of the same fundamental forces and building blocks that make up all other forms of matter and energy, simply put into a different arrangement, that just so happened to occur on Enteria, but not the human home world. Alternatively, arcane energy may be a universal phenomenon, as hinted at by the fact that humans have souls. Although, this could be explained by the elder gods having modified humans to have souls, or souls forming upon contact between biological organisms and arcane energy. Anyway, assuming humans have always had souls, and that arcane energy is a universal phenomenon, the lack of human technology that makes use of this omnipresent energy may be the result of a lack of materials that can interact with arcane energy. Arcane catalysts and soul foci are needed to manipulate arcane energy, and if those never formed on a planet, there would be no way to interact with arcane energy. That means no way to observe it, and no way to make any technology with it. The existence of dervish techniques brings this into question, though. After all, the only things humans need to manipulate arcane energy is their own souls. This would still greatly hamper the development of any arcane technology, but we could expect the ancient humans to have some experience with being able to manipulate their souls and generate supernatural phenomenon, if arcane energy is universal.
Zurko
Maybe the first person to get a temporal spikes was a viaterran. And mirian can connect with them in her dreams/the mausoleum.
AnthraxRipple
So many thoughts, really love this story. O.G civilization seems to have developed sans magic, this raises all sorts of wild implications... So magic... bit like a fundental force type of deal. Was it always in our universe and we couldn't see it? Was it brought to our universe by the elder gods? Is it weirdly local to Enterra? (this one seems unlikely, to my eyes) Are we even in the same universe as the O.G civilization? And the gods, as an ongoing problem, how many were originally human? The phrase "ascended ones" from awhile back definitely implies it's possible to become a god. Yet the O.G. Civilization seems to have encountered gods back when they were using lame old physics. Time shenanigans? Outside context problems? Was the Solar Flesh Ball originally just some dudes coworker? I really love the world building, and depth of thought here, and I'm excited to keep reading. (Though, I also want all the answers immediately.)
Atlas Dwarf
Doubt Mirian will jump that high from 1 ascension given her last reading a few cycles ago was like 162(?) with full buildup, focus, and extremely efficient lightning spell. But yeah this should get her to that 175(?) Myr requirement for her moon launch attempt. Probably helps thta her soul ascension is cosmic focused as well.
Evil Legend
I can’t stop comparing how bizarre and intricate humanity’s backstory on Etheria is to the Nier games’ lore. Not because they’re actually similar, but because of how many wild twists had to happen for the world to end up the way it is now. Like, when you start reading this story, it’s already cool enough just to see a magipunk world so tightly woven with the industrial revolution and its problems, like environmental pollution. Especially since the magical equivalent of pollution here literally leads to a fiery apocalypse. And then, out of nowhere, the story brings in actual eldritch gods — who, for once, seem kind of benevolent. Then we get an ancient advanced civilization, which at first feels like a familiar trope, but it turns out their advancement came from a completely different kind of technology — one that has nothing to do with the current setting — and that they actually arrived in magical Etheria from a non-magical outer space. And all of that fits together so coherently in the narrative. Then we top it all off with a time loop just to play around with the whole thing. That’s awesome. Thinking about it now, we pretty much have almost all the major pieces of the setting’s big picture. The only thing that really remains unclear is the actual nature of the conflict between the Elder Gods — and what their intentions toward humanity even are.
Morog T Tiny
One common problem I observe in stories is distance and speed. if the fastest levitation spell she can do is 20+ miles an hour she really needs to work on it.
Evil Legend
I didn’t quite realize it from the chapter at first — that humanity before Etheria might not have actually made contact with the Elder Gods. If that’s the case, then the existence and functionality of the Labyrinth make so much more sense! Considering how utterly alien the Elder Gods are, they could’ve looked at humanity and, in their own twisted way, interpreted the human concept of learning. We already have plenty of evidence that the Labyrinth functions like some kind of deadly training game with rewards at the end — which is still kind of funny to think about — but from the Elder Gods’ perspective on mortals, it could’ve genuinely seemed like a reasonable way to uplift a lesser race. Alternatively, maybe they didn’t first encounter humanity itself on those starships, but rather the active parts of the network aboard them — where the crew at the time happened to be playing some sort of Portal-like game. The Gods might’ve perceived it in a very strange way and recontextualized everything else from there.
Evil Legend
This chapter did an amazing job — I had goosebumps and my arm hair standing on end for half the time I was reading it. It actually really reminded me of the overall atmosphere of the first Horizon, when Aloy was exploring the ruins of the old world and gradually uncovering its history. This story manages to capture almost the same breathtaking mood, especially in how cinematically Mirian’s moment of realization was written. Thank you for the chapter — it was a great one!
Magesh S
Wonderfully written chapter. I felt like I was going through a soul ascension along with Mirian
Michael Vonica
If they learn about fusion, that would be crazy useful for Mirian. It would be way easier to make a fusion reactor with magic, and the energy released could be converted to arcane. Infinite free arcane energy.
Kresimir
How long until Mirian actually builds the prototype leyline regulator/armour? Feels like she's been talking about it for like 30 chapters now
Enthernal
I'm not sure she'll become an elder something, especially if humans aren't from this ecosystem, but I do feel/hope there should be a time where all her soul ascensions have an impact on her in some other way then a more capable soul and glowing eyes. Something that really shows these ascensions are changing her on a fundamental level. Like imagine she's trying to explain something and naturally defaults to using soul communication to "really" explain something. Preferably to someone who doesn't know soul communication so they just go "why did you suddenly go quiet?"
Enthernal
I agree, I always felt something was up with platus and it just got burried. Seeing him pop up here again, it might not be as burried. That or UP is reusing a red herring to troll us.
SkippyARC
How long until she becomes an Elder herself?
Armo
I wonder if all this time sensing stuff is building up to some extended time travel shenanigans, maybe to go back in time and learn from the viaterrans.
Armo
Mirian’s gonna blast past 200 Myr with this, potentially. People are already looking at her weirdly, and now she has another ascension. Eventually she’ll hold up the moon, just you watch!
Michael Vonica
Please ignore the errant Platus. He is clearly not important to the story, and should be ignored. Also, all the talk about getting people to cooperate in saving the world instead of killing eachother is so depressing. What if Mirian just... threw a festival on an unprecedented scale, that was so awe inspiring that everyone couldn't help but start following her lead? The nobility have their gala up in their golden tower. They build their own community up there, looking down on the common people below like ants. Why not give the common people their own gathering, where they can all look around and see just how powerful they are together? And with Mirian at the center of it, demonstrating an authority that comes from the ability to gather so many people, and create something so grand with them. Perhaps that would be enough to break through people's current idea of where power rests, and allow them to imagine a world different from the current one.
Leaf
Mirian would LOVE the latin phrase “Ad astra per aspera”
Arnon Parenti
This must be the loneliness the Osmonian speak of, and why the gestalt mind of the keepers find humanity so hilarious.
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Btw, the torus mentioned in the ship most likely is a tokamak fusion reactor.
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Honestly, this just confirms that Mirian really really should study engineering. Yes, it's not as developed as on Earth - hell, it seems less advanced than Earth's hundreds of years ago. That said, even making a simple glider and propelling it with magic is far more efficient than continuously levitating yourself, and Mirian could probably make one in moments from whatever matter is lying around. Creating steel from surrounding iron and carbon should be easy. It just seems like a slept upon avenue. That said, hopefully her seeing this technological achievement would push her to study it as well.
Fool :3
I love this story so much, thanks for the chapter!!
StrudelHalfBaked
As much as I love seeing Mirian continually grow and evolve, a part of me is growing increasingly more melancholic as the distance between her and everyone else widens. I hope that once the loops are over, she'll find a way to reconnect to everyone.
Robert Mullins
It wouldn't. Gaius's soul doesn't preserve continuity between loops. Otherwise he wouldn't forget between loops.
Erebus
Thanks for the chapter 😊
SlickMongoose
Could Gaius have a soul ascention and if so would it carry forward to the next loop?
SlickMongoose
Or if they also had the same ascension? Do they need to have the same realisation to have the soul ascention or just be in the same place?
Robert Mullins
Th nice thing about time loops is that we can always see that reaction again later.
SlickMongoose
I'm a little disappointed not to see the statue being raised with the reactions from the various characters we haven't seen for a long time. Quickly forgotten with what seems like a big realisation and power up for Miriam!
Robert Mullins
5th I believe. The wastes, the soul fragments, the tomb, the tree, and now the cosmos.
Lutea
Oh that was a nice way for her to reach her 4th soul ascension.
Enthernal
Wow, that ending gave me shivers and got me all giddy at the same time. Another awesome realisation, perhaps one of the biggest in Miriams journey. Perfectly written. I can't wait for the next chapter.
zoarian
Goddamn, I love this story so much. What a profound moment and what an excellent commitment. The chapter reminded me of a quote from Moby Dick: “I am tormented with an everlasting itch for things remote. I love to sail forbidden seas.”
Faultedbeing
What a beautiful chapter!
Robert Mullins
I wonder if the others noticed Mirian's soul ascension?
BramBora
Presumably magic foss could be normally burned like our foss Edit: or otherwise refined. Likely the plastic would be weird tho
Robert Mullins
A long time coming but well executed. So now she knows that humanity as she knows it originally came to enteria from another region of space. Then Altrukyst and Xylatarvia guided them to enteria after noticing them.
BramBora
Awesome
Clara
Mirian going full ad astra at the first opportunity
Mountainking
Yay
Duck_Giblets
Mm spaceships. Do petrochemicals exist in this universe or world?
