Two months had passed since the solar system completed its migration.
The wormhole remained steady and permanent, its silver-gold light shining across the testing dimension. Both Universal Wills had locked themselves into its foundation. It was no longer something that needed watching. It was simply there — a fixed bridge between two universes.
Life around it had started to feel normal again. People pointed at the wormhole and went back to their training. The academy continued its routines. The publications from Rene and Gaia kept coming, each one landing in the academic community with varying degrees of disruption depending on the subject matter. The announcement of the inter-universal exchange had been processed, debated, and converted into preparation schedules across every major sect and institution in the universe.
One month left.
Runar had been in his private training dimension for the entire two months.
