The realization of what he had to do sat heavily in Liam's mind, his eyes closed as he carefully examined the structural problem before him.
The strategy he had devised to slow down the fading of the universe was simple in its core logic, but execution would require a level of precision that felt almost impossible.
He intended to forge multiple modified gears of law, weaving them directly into the cosmic grid to replace the ancient, failing mechanisms that currently regulated the natural decay of the world.
By interlocking these new pieces, he could create a massive, protective barrier—a thick wall of pure law that would effectively halt the spreading dead zones in their tracks.
But it wouldn't be a permanent cure. It was a pause. If he was completely honest with himself, he was merely buying time.
