She paused at the edge of the Shore, where a portal awaited to return them to the Doorway to the Loom.
"But…if anyone can retrieve something THE Living Law left behind, it would be them. come on!"
Weavings of existence continued to unfold across the Folds.
There were countless Fables and countless players, with some not knowing just how terrifying the Folds of others could be.
While some sought Tools of THE Living Law in distant realms, others pursued something more fundamental!
Not artifacts of power, but power itself, and the knowledge of how existence could be transcended.
In the Transcendent Paradoxical Folds, there existed a region that defied even paradoxical standards.
Dozens of obsidian rivers flowed here, but they followed no conventional physics…some ran upward, others sideways, several flowed through themselves in loops that had no beginning or end.
