Theodore and Driti stopped in front of a door.
There was an imprinted hand code on the left side of the door.
Theodore placed his hand there, and the door began to disassemble, leaving a space to walk through.
Driti was about to step in when Theodore caught her hand and pulled her slightly back.
"No, it's a trap!" he pointed to the wall.
Theodore released Driti's hand and walked to the wall. He walked through it, then, emerging from the wall, he asked, "Come… we have to go!"
Driti looked at the vast open area revealed through the door for a moment, then walked to the wall and passed through it. Keeping pace with Theodore, she asked, "What is that trap? Will your subatomic particles be burnt if you step there…?"
Scratching his head, Theodore answered, "No, it is an eternal illusion. Once you enter there, your entire mesons to quark particles are completely manipulated to think that you're stuck forever. Even in the case of someone who can even destroy Quantum Chromodynamics bonds will be in trouble… escape possibilities are none! There exists no logical possibility to exit from that, in logical terms." Driti nodded.
They reached a room. Theodore casually walked into the door and exited on the opposite side, and so did Driti.
There, a box was levitating in the air, glowing particles surrounding it. Theodore walked into the glowing event and carefully swept his hands through them.
Meanwhile, furious lightning and thunder occurred out of nowhere through his hands.
Theodore seemed unfazed, yet the lightning was powerful enough to separate nuclear bonds and ionize nuclei.
Even if foundational particles are entirely beyond the realm of logic and are considered an impossibility, certain layers within them remain conceivable. Only these particular "layers" can be understood; manipulating such conceivable layers does not equate to manipulating the entirety of any subatomic particle.
For instance, altering ions or the bonds within a "conceivable" layer is not a logical impossibility. However, beyond what is conceivable, the full structure of foundational particles exists outside logic, frameworks, or any established structure. These particles encompass polar hierarchies: logical impossibility, logical possibility, thesis, antithesis, and more.
Normal humanity can only visualize and study those conceivable layers. Beyond these layers, even attempts to understand only yield a sense that nothing lies beyond, not because there is truly nothing, but because even infinite-dimensional entities, non-Euclidean, non-spatiotemporal, non-mental, non-physical beings, or abstractly transcended humans cannot comprehend what lies beyond the "conceivable layers."
Manipulating any ionization or bond cannot affect the inconceivable layers; only the manipulation of "Trigger Gates" and "Dimensional Seals" can influence what is beyond the reach of normal understanding.
"Grace me… Dajitra…" he murmured.
He took the scroll in his hands, opened it, and found nothing written in it. He was confused.
He conducted a higher-dimensional perception, yet failed.
"Oh, bruh! I can't find the message…"
Driti took a look at the scroll; she ran a photographic memory through the events… all she could find were just ordinary events.
Nothing much.
"Will you pass me the memory which your aunt gave you through her wavelength?" she asked.
Theodore looked into her eyes. A syncing of displaced energy occurred.
She felt a tremendous amount of energy pass through her, enlightening her with the plan.
Though it's said everything has a consequence, she was overwhelmed.
Her eyes widened, but she did not give up.
She stood there, taking ragged breaths. Finally, she took a deep sigh, her legs weakened, and she was about to fall.
Theodore caught her by the shoulder.
"Oye… Don't overdo it, that was just a fraction…" he said, looking at her.
Turning her face, she looked at Theodore.
"I am not surprised, there are a lot of forces at work which are even beyond the comprehension of many like me, but giving up and not helping you in this crisis is not something I want to do…" she said, her eyes glowing like stars.
Theodore was internally satisfied. He thought, "Huh, she's pushing her limits, that's it, Driti, ascend yourself…"
He put his hand on her head and patted her. "Well, you understood the assignment…" he smirked.
Sunny atmosphere, a relaxing environment, in a comfy house rented for hunters: Reji was having a bag of potato chips and watching his favorite show lying on a couch.
While he skipped to news channels multiple times for any devastating headlines or incidents. "Why are they taking time? No doubt, they're fighting something…" he muttered to himself.
Suddenly, a vibration passed through him. Alerted, he stood up. "Manager—?"Suddenly, the conceptual assassin attack, which eliminates concepts and only hits its target, avoiding the properties of matter, and completely transcends causality, struck.
It decimated Reji infinitely.
"Whoa… just as I expected, thanks, Manager Razael…" Reji said as he found himself outside causality and the multiverses, where universes are infinitely and incomprehensibly produced.
Stepping out of causality never helped Reji avoid that attack, it kept attacking him.
Reji was capable enough to dodge the assassin. He caught the attack and broke it, but found his head was separated by the assassin.
Reji put it back, even though the space-time of his head was deleted.
"Bastard sure is a deal…" Reji attacked the conceptual assassin wherever it spawned, skipping intervals…
Reji took a deep breath as he was decimated, no matter how many infinite numbers of conceptual assassins he was killing.
He charged himself against the assassin, they clashed, they dodged, Reji and the Assassin kept dodging from universe to universe…
There's no grasp of how many higher, infinite numbers of universes they jumped in and out of.In a commercial store in a huge city, running as fast as every store nearby and far, each targeted to fulfill the needs of customers and gain profit.
"Thanks for visiting G mart. Please visit again," an active, energetic voice of a young woman said to the customers with a pleasant smile as they paid the bill and left the store.
She wore a white navy-blue shirt, black business-class pants, and a cap, and her light, cream skin glowed as the sunlight pierced through the transparent glass, reflecting on her skin.
She was tall, athletic, her horse-like ponytail hair flowing with her energetic aura.
The badge around her neck to the lower abs of her shirt imprinted some official details: 'Sasha. K. Jacob', '28 years old', 'Gender: Female', 'Address: Trichinitira, P.O.'Observing and realizing no customers were approaching, she took a huge breath and calmed herself.
Then, instantly, her senses tingled, her eyes widened, she moved her hands and pulled a barrier of reality like a curtain to exit from causality, where universes are separately inflated by quantum incidents.
"What was that?" she murmured. Then she realized slowly that she was cut into inaccessible numbers. She turned into quantum particles.
The assassin kept annihilating the quantum particles, while Sasha was reconstructing herself from these particles. "Such a pain… I owe you one, I think, Mrs. Manager…" Sasha dodged those attacks and kept counter-attacking.
She kicked and destroyed those annihilators into nothingness, yet they multiplied. She exited to Metaverse by grabbing the reality like a paper cloth.
"What a nuisance that was…" She felt the approach of a conceptual assassin.
"Seriously? That's it? You're a disappointment." Sasha spoke with a tone of bitterness.
As the conceptual assassin passed through her, acknowledging that it completely destroyed the abstract concept of 'Sasha', as she is a belief, purely formless and transcended the higher verses, it realized something: the feeling of being caged.
The truth was, the conceptual assassin was trapped in a Metaverse branch because of Sasha, otherwise it wouldn't have.
Sasha held a branch of the Metaverse, which can hold infinite layers of multiverses, as she exited out of the Metaverses, which are controlled by Dextrocausality.
Unfortunately, even concepts beyond the comprehension of dimensionality, space, measurements, and other primordial concepts like 'abstract' 'nothingness' whereas the nothingness and abstract are pure, as nothingness is about complete absence that even breaks the meaning of 'ordinary' nothingness. Abstract itself in primordial way is that, which even transcends platonism's 'abstract' itself, and those can be contained by her hands.
She looked at the Metaverse in her hands; to her, it was nothing much, just a ball to play with.
"You disappointed me." She gave a devilish smirk.
As she was outside Dextrocausality, she was still immune to something…
Neuxausality.
Neuxausality is where the cause, the effect, and transcendence are transcended by something beyond a platonic concept, unexplained, and is never a mere concept or a non-conceptual, but transcending both 'conception' and staying in between the 'conception.' It transcends every known and unknown concept in respective to Humans and Otherworlds Entities like Conceptual Assassin.
It is beyond perspective-bounded concepts, and true concepts that are not bound to anything, commands them, and decides what should be the future of everything under its control.
Metaverses are contained by Hyperverses. A hyperverse branch can contain infinite layers of increasing Metaverses.