Nux had traced a silver-blue Universe back through an impossible line of ancestors, until there were no more Birth Wounds, no more branches to read—
The First Universe.
He had succeeded.
But then—
"Now do it again with that Universe."
The Seer commanded.
Nux looked at her for a short moment, then he looked at the Universe she pointed at and did what he was told.
Once again, he moved through the complete lineage of the Universe, through different branches of Time, until he returned to the constant—
To the First Time.
Then he did it again.
And again.
And again.
So many times until his mind got used to it, to seeing the Universe's structure, to finding the 'Birth Wound' in an instant, to moving through that Wound, through that branch, and repeating the entire thing with the next Parent Universe without getting tired.
"Now do the opposite."
The Seer commanded.
