Tuatha 357 Book 4 Chapter 29 (Patreon)

“Now that that is settled,” [System Administrator] said, her words spoken in a manner that only I could hear, “I need you to come with me.”

I looked around the room in confusion. How did she consider this settled? Those Asgardians and Olympians devoted to Odin and Zeus, were already brandishing weapons and forming Levin bolts.  The room appeared to be about to devolve into a war of Gods that would shake the very firmament of Heaven.

Not that I was opposed to such a war. In fact, the longer and messier the war raged within those Pantheons, the longer the Tuatha de Danann could take advantage of their distractions.

“Why? And where?” I asked, the two questions simple enough yet encompassing a request for information that belied that simplicity.

“There are decisions that need to be made concerning Earth’s integration and the return of the Atlantean Pantheon. Your soul originated on Earth, and I believe you might have a unique perspective to add to how the integration should unfold.”

“You want my advice? I would have thought you had done this before. And how can Earth’s integration still be in progress? I closed the CERN dungeon and initiated the System changes for that Universe decades ago.”

“Exactly,” [System Administrator] replied before vanishing.

She had left a tag in her place, a trail that I could use to follow her. Reaching out with my Divine abilities, I took that step sideways betwixt and between to follow. There was a difference in this journey, one different from every other time I had traveled across the multi-verse membranes.

A function of my Godhood, one of the unique characteristics of the Tuatha de Danann, was that we didn’t need to create Avatars to contain our essence as we moved across the multi-verse. I was both in the Senate chambers watching the events unfold with Danu and next to the [System Administrator] looking down at a slowly changing Earth.

The difference was the amount of focus I placed on each location. This change in location allowed me to further experience my expanding awareness. I had barely attained my Godhood, and my understanding of the intricacies and nuances of my Divine nature was still forming.

This shift in perspective allowed me to understand the ethereal nature of my awareness. I was fully here, floating in the void of space above Earth, standing next to Danu and at an infinite number of other locations scattered across the infinite number of multi-verses.

The expansion of my mind, of my awareness, was staggering, and I was forced to engage my Divine intellect and will to siphon the flood of information I was receiving, as well as the screams into the ether of Sidhe rejoicing and giving strength to our Pantheon with prayers and worship.

The Tuatha de Danann did not need priests and worshipers to use as fuel for a divine pool of energy. We were beyond that. But the flotsam and detritus of worship from the Sidhe’s faith still pooled. Still gathered into a well of divine energy that we could access. That faith was like drinking the best champagne ever created, like tasting caviar so superior that it would leave mortals weeping in despair.

It wasn’t needed, but it was a heady experience. One that only added to the influx of overwhelming information I was trying to process. I felt myself fall into a fugue state, a moment in time barely lasting a picosecond in time. But long enough for me to identify, catalog, and act on the flood of information I was receiving.

It was in these smallest measurements of time that allowed a God from any Pantheon to understand the unending stream of information they were flooded with. In that smallest measurement of time, I learned how to process the influx of information, send an aspect of my [Domain] to act where applicable, and partition my mind so that the lion’s share of the work could be done in the background.

My mind used this first lesson to partition my awareness into multiple segments of my intellect. Using my expanding [Domain] to monitor everything and everywhere within my reach of my [Authority].

The construct of partitions began to take shape. A mind palace, expanding and growing as I identified more duties, functions, and aspects of who I was and what my role was in the firmament of creation.

I felt the tiniest connection to the Alpha and Omega. To [Time], [Eternity], and [Death]. A beginning without end. An end without a beginning. The Cosmic rotation of [Order]/[Creation] and [Disorder]/[Chaos].

As that picosecond of time stretched into infinity, I felt a fluctuation in Space/Time. A formation made possible without [Paradox] because of the System’s interference. It was enough of a distortion in the fabric of reality that it forced my attention back into the here and now.

Apollimi stepped out of the distortion to stand beside the [System Administrator]. I felt her send out a tendril of her [Domain] to understand the rules and nature of this Universe and this world.  It was only watching her parse the information she was gathering that I realized I had done the same, unconsciously.

“Gaea, Terra,” the [System Administrator] said, her voice a command given weight by her role. A summons that neither Goddess could refuse. A summons that was accompanied by another distortion in Space/Time and the arrival of Eda, the Atlantis version of the Goddess of Earth.

I could see rifts across the planet form as tectonic plates shifted. The three Earth Goddesses' presence and [Domain] had an impact on the planet and the grouping of the continents.

“Enough,” [System Administrator] demanded, stopping the three from tearing the planet apart. “You will work together to create a new Earth. One that allows every Pantheon to exist in harmony.”

“Are we constrained from adding to the size of the Planet?” Eda asked. She had noted, as had I, that Gaea and Terra were trying to landscape a planet with one continent. They were working to recreate Pangaea. That they were working together was testimony to how closely they were tied to each other. 

Terra and Gaea were two sides of the same coin. The same Goddess had been given a different name by Rome and Greece. It came as no surprise that they thought alike.

“Atlantis remains destroyed,” Eda pointed out. “I would have no problems with Terra and Gaea recreating a super-continent, but it leaves no room for Atlantis. At least not an Atlantis that relied on their isolation, adaption to the water, and progress with technology that existed on Urt.”

Her question was insightful. If the Atlantean Pantheon was to be re-established and the Atlantean people were to be given a second chance, they would need a method to protect their people and a place where a cultural and national identity could be created.

At some point, they would need to learn to interact with the people of this world, but there would be enough changes in these days of fresh starts to deal with. I thought her question inspired, and increasing the size of Earth was a logical method to deal with disparate factions.