"You really are crazy."
Nux complained but—
"Stop complaining and get to work, Nux Leander."
The Seer just laughed.
Nux looked at the branch, it stretched through the darkness, splitting from a larger silver branch, which itself split from another, which came from another, which came from another and so on…
Nux followed it with his gaze.
One branch to its parent.
Then to the parent of that parent.
Then farther back.
Then farther.
Then farther.
Then farther.
It was not difficult.
At least… not at first.
All he had to do was follow the line, the branch always came from somewhere, every Universe had a parent, every parent had its own parent, every line led back.
The problem was not difficulty.
The path… did not end.
Nux followed one split after another, hundreds, thousands… millions of them.
The branches became thicker the farther he went. Some parts of the path were buried under countless other branches, some were so bright that they blinded his sight.
