In the space where there had been only darkness, Noah's brilliance spread out in every direction, and he brought his hands together.
Between his palms, a singularity bloomed!
It was blinding, a point of impossible density and light, and it was not empty. Noah drew it wider, and within it turned a whole domain, an empire vaster than hundreds of Dimensions laid together, seas of blue-gold, realms upon realms, a chrysalis of sleeping dreamers, an ocean that turned quietly with two sisters weaving upon it. THE Infiniverse!
He had reached and drawn the whole of his home into the singularity between his hands, into this space that was only his!
He looked at it, cradled in the brilliance, and he named the space that held it.
"Here, my existence can stand across time and space at once," he said.
