Eos did not let this thought linger in his mind as the last piece clicked into place.
There were some truths that should not be spoken, else the act of speaking makes it real.
No matter how talented he was, he was now in new territory. He could beat his chest and claim to be the greatest authority in the ninth-dimensional level, but when it came to the tenth, he still had much to learn.
Eos had been a ninth-dimensional being since the Primordial fusion. This was the limit of what Existence, in its old and broken form, had been permitted to produce.
The tenth dimension had been there, but incomplete. Existence was, he had discovered during the fusion, a tenth-dimensional space in its substrate. It had no law, no rule, no binding principle.
Something had been taken from it, long before any Primordial had been born, and the absence had made the dimension unreachable. It was the reason that for so long, the highest level had been the Primordial level of the ninth dimension.
