Serala had said nothing as the dead Dimension was very still!
But she had thought at that time about what could have possibly made an existence who was so profound and who held such power end everything they held?
"Since then," Vakochev went on, "very few have touched IT, and none have ever made it work. The barrier is not power. It is not strength. Multiple Immense Ones have stood and stared straight at IT and could not activate a single one of its functions, not one, though each of them could unmake a Dimension with a thought. And IT slipped right past them. But…a peasant with no authority at all, a thing of no standing whatsoever, could in principle put a hand on IT and change the entire landscape of existence. The lock has nothing to do with how mighty you are. The first one had almost no strength when it began, and it is still the only one who ever held the pen."
He turned from the cube and looked at her.
