When Aeon realized that the telepathic voice was not some unknown creature but Saturn himself, he was struck with disbelief. Saturn, in his fifth-dimensional form, appeared lesser in Aeon's eyes. Aeon scoffed and sent a sharp telepathic pulse:
Aeon: "What kind of lower being are you? You seem like nothing more than a fifth-dimensional creature. I have no business with someone so weak."
For a moment, silence consumed the void. Then, Saturn's presence trembled with fury. In a single breath, he expanded, his essence twisting, reshaping. The dimensions bent around him as he ascended into the sixth dimension, his form blazing with incomprehensible geometry.
Saturn: "Look at me now… I stand at your level."
His voice was not loud, yet it roared within Aeon's very being.
Saturn: "Listen well, child. It is not as you imagine. What I am—what I wield—lies far beyond your shallow understanding. You are but a fragment, a spark… a piece of power you cannot begin to fathom. Do you even realize what you are? The species you have become holds the potential to control my greatest creation—TIME."
The weight of the word shattered through Aeon's mind. His body quivered, and without control, he began shifting dimensions uncontrollably—slipping from the sixth to the fifth, collapsing into the third, then leaping to the fourth, only to spiral again.
Fear gripped him. His very existence was unraveling.
But Saturn, steady and unyielding, reached across the chaos. With infinite mastery, he anchored Aeon's unstable body, locking him into the sixth dimension.
Saturn: "Now… we can speak."
Aeon's voice was unsteady.
Aeon: "Why me? Why not the others of my kind? I am not ready for this burden."
Saturn: "Because you crossed the boundary… the highest limit I placed on any creature's evolution. You are the first to break my law."
Aeon's mind reeled.
Aeon: "Limits? You… made them? What are these limits of evolution?"
Saturn's aura swelled like a collapsing star.
Saturn: "Then let us begin… from the beginning."
His voice echoed with the weight of eternity.
Saturn: "A Prakritron!"
Aeon flinched.
Aeon: "A Prakritron? What is that? Another being? A planet?"
Saturn: "No!" His tone thundered, vibrating across the void.
(Inside Saturn's thoughts: He is evolving faster than I expected. His mind shapes questions like no being before him. Barely born, yet already he bends toward understanding. Truly… he is an interesting one.)
Aeon: "Is it you? Is that your name?"
Saturn: "You fool. Stop derailing my explanation. My name is Saturn. Remember it."
Aeon: "But Sat—"
Saturn: "Silence!"
The cosmos trembled as Saturn continued.
Saturn: "A Prakritron… is the singular eruption—the primal explosion from which all was born. The black holes you dwelt in, the stars, the galaxies, the very universe itself… all emerged from it."
Aeon's essence shook.
Aeon: "What the hell are you saying? A single explosion created all of this? How could it contain so much? Such an event must have been massive—unthinkably vast! Was there anything before it?"
Saturn: "No. Before it, there was nothing. Darkness. Emptiness. Silence."
His voice dropped, almost hesitant.
Saturn: "And yet… the Prakritron is but a fragment. A small part of something greater. But that truth… you are not yet ready to understand."
Before Aeon could respond, Saturn extended his hand—though it was not a hand but a cascade of infinite fractals, flowing like rivers of light. With divine force, he touched Aeon's essence and elevated him to the seventh dimension.
Aeon's form erupted with brilliance. His consciousness expanded. He felt every star pulse, every void hum. Power unlike anything before coursed through him.
For the first time, Saturn felt something unusual—a ripple within himself. He had never granted such an ascension to another being. And as Aeon rose, Saturn's body trembled with a strange, unfamiliar sensation.
Aeon: "This… this power… it's limitless! I can do anything!"
Saturn: "Do not mistake power for mastery. Now you are ready to hear of the gambling game—the eternal contest of the universe of time. As a seventh-dimensional being, you now meet the basic requirement to travel beyond—through other universes, even parallel realities."
Aeon's eyes burned with defiance.
Aeon: "But you said you set the limits. That no creature could evolve beyond them. Yet here I stand. You call yourself the creator of this universe? I don't believe you. I don't think you are powerful enough to forge something so massive."
For the first time, Saturn's composure cracked. His voice thundered with wrath.
Saturn: "You little brat… shut your mouth!"
The universe shivered. Stars flickered. Time itself seemed to hesitate.
And Aeon realized… he had angered the God of Time.
To be continued...