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Chapter 77: Race Against Time

Philip and Amelia came out in a field past creative thought. The alien core hub’s architectural defied physics and throbbed with vitality. It was challenging to identify up from down as they surrounded whirling vortexes and inconceivable geometries.

Amelia sighed, her voice tinged with both awe and anxiety: “We made it.” Philip nodded while his gaze glided over the foreign terrain. “Right now we just have to locate the control community and begin the closure plan.” Their brains danced with the knowledge they had acquired from the outsider data as they investigated the shifting terrain. Every second counted and they knew they had to act fast since the invaders’ plot was almost finished.

Fighting the alien attack vigorously back on Earth, the resistance Driving the protection, Amanda plotted their declining powers with alarming confidence. As she sought cover behind a crumbling wall from enemy fire, she couldn’t help but wonder whether Philip and Amelia knew of the mess they had left behind.

With each stride Philip and Amelia seemed to reassemble themselves amid the twisted hallways of the alien center.

Their new powers let them detect the energy flow of the structure, which guided them toward their aim. “there!” Philip pointed ahead to a terrible chamber thrashing with great light. “That has to be the control center,” you say. Alerts began to suddenly blast as they approached. The strangers had found their way here.

Rising out of the walls, peculiar, indistinct animals moved and changed as they advanced on the interlopers. Rising her hands, Amelia guided the great force passing through her. Using a flutter of multicoloured light from her palms, she drove back the alien guards. “Go!!” She let Philip hear her yell. I’ll postpone them! Philip stopped momentarily before nodding and running for the control center. He came into the large chamber and was astounded by what he saw.

A great, pulsating circle of energy stretched over the room’s center point, ringlets of power freeing out to innumerable more small circles Philip acknowledged addressed different real factors. His mind whirling to examine the closing grouping they had discovered in the outsider data, he proceeded near the focal control center. As his fingertips danced over the unusual, organic controls, he could feel the whole construction move about him. Fearless champion Amelia battled against outsider protections with multiverse might.

Still, her togetherness was eroding as the tide of battle betrayed them on Earth. Vital member of the opposition, Philip worked feverishly to join the complex group meant to close the foreign company. Philip’s determination wavered as he realized what was happening; he was about to enter the last order when he heard a distinct voice.

A horrific combination of human and alien traits, Cambel was blocking the entrance. Philip said the attack network had crumbled, and Cambel would abandon himself here, cut off from their own existence.

They decided to halt Cambel, therefore compromising their own survival by forfeiting innocent life. With a blast of cosmic energy, Philip drove Cambel back and the room erupted in deafening boom and blinding blaze of light. Philip knew he was back at the Earth-based rebel headquarters when his vision sharpened. He was laying on rough, chilly ground. Racing to their side, Amelia yelled, “You did it!” She cried, “The space vessels just… vanished. All of them!” As Philip and Amelia battled to stand, Philip and Amelia experienced an unusual sensation.

The cosmic energy that had been passing through them had disappeared, hence they felt rather empty. After Amelia said their link to the multiverse had been destroyed by the network’s collapse, Philip nodded with both relief and guilt.

One of the correspondences officials entered the chamber and discovered a great twisting in space. He said he was plagued by Cambel’s last look since the alien threat had been eradicated too fast. One of the correspondences officials broke into the room and ran to the war room, where a live feed from circle displayed a terrible distortion in space. When Philip understood the distortion was truly a tear, they had won the war.

As the team watched in terror, Philip and Amelia were helpless to stop more tears from showing up in the sky since their connection to the multiverse severed. Key member of the resistance to interdimensional invaders, Philip is driven to adapt and fight for the survival of mankind.

Along with figuring out how to seal the fractures before the entire reality collapses, he sets his troops to clean the city and plan out another headquarters. Philip and Amelia offer a moment of silence and thanks for their activities while the opposition is frantically busy. They both agree that they followed their obligations and will help whatever comes next.

As the opposition collaboratively works with governments all around, they aim to create safe zones and compile supplies. Philip ends up staying on top of their transient base camp as dusks, staring skyward as they split. Philip sighs and leans into Amelia’s hug, but Amelia asks for any new ideas right away. More knowledge regarding the species moving through the tears and methods of permanently closing them would be much appreciated.

Philip’s eye detects something odd as they stand there. One of the neighboring tears has atypical edge behavior; it is stabilizing rather than expanding. Surprised, they follow as the tear slowly retreats, its turbulent energy seeming to crease in on itself. Someone entered exactly as it was going to close totally.

VOnce flying through Philip and Amelia, Dr. Reeves tells them the disintegration of the outsider group has set off a domino reaction across the entire universe. Reality itself is unraveling; in the case that they fail to find a means of stopping it soon, everything, every single conceivable planet and schedule, will fade away.

As Amelia and Philip discover the scope of their issue and the high stakes, they exchange shocked expressions. Strangely smiling, Dr. Reeves makes sense of that passing is more difficult than we first realized. He has collected knowledge that might just save us all and has come to terms with things.

Another earthquake rocked the building as they couldn handle him further. They could see an amazing tear frame somewhere out there, larger than anything they had seen before. Dr. Reeves strongly advises them to act immediately in case they have any hope for even a tiny portion of their existence to be saved. Philip’s mind runs with questions: could they trust on this changed, new Dr. Reeves? More importantly, might his knowledge be enough to spare them from the spectacular catastrophe they had unintentionally brought about? Not only for their own planet but for every conceivable one, the stakes were great. As the sky was separating above them, Philip also understood that their next action would decide whether reality itself survived or disappeared into oblivion. Breathing deeply helped him to get ready for the difficulties ahead.

Whatever came right now, he knew one thing for sure: the real struggle for presence was about to begin.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.