Saturn stood in the silent expanse where dimensions overlapped without direction. There was no ground, no sky—only presence and authority.
Saturn: Are you out of your mind? Don't you want to rule this universe?
Bhram: No. It is my own will. I want to hand this universe to someone special.
Saturn turned slowly, his presence pressing against the surrounding dimensions.
Bhram: I have finally decided that this universe should be given to someone capable—someone truly willing to run it and leave this time-gambling behind.
Saturn: It's not up to you whether Aeon leaves time gambling or not.
That is on me.
Do you understand that?
Am I clear?
Bhram: As you say, sir.
Then assign someone else, because I just want to enjoy a little time on Earto—with my 3D family.
My 3D wife, Saraswati, and my child, Narad.
Saturn: Ahh… the family thing again.
I always wonder why these 3Ds even make families and worry about them their entire lives.
A pause followed.
Saturn: One thing is for sure—I will not permit Aeon to be removed from the time gambling.
But you may hand over your universe to him if you wish.
Bhram: As you say, sir.
May I leave?
Saturn: As your wish.
Bhram turned, then stopped.
Bhram: Sir, please consider handing over the universe to someone.
And if the choice remains with me… choose Aeon.
Saturn: You really seem fed up with ruling this universe.
What about what you said earlier—that Aeon as your student?
What are you planning?
Bhram: It will become the case if Aeon discovers the secret of 3D saturation on this planet.
Silence followed.
Saturn: You may leave.
I will look after Aeon.
Bhram: Yes, sir. As you say.
As Bhram faded away, Saturn shifted his focus.
Saturn: Eenos…
Hey, Eenos.
Just look after your older brother.
Eenos: Hey!
You old geezer—stop calling me that.
And I hate being called his brother.
I have my own consciousness.
My own presence.
I am Eenos.
Silence followed for a bit.
Eenos: And how is Aeon even older than me?
The place we belong to has no time flow.
So how is that possible?
Saturn: That is how it is.
Be careful with him.
Especially when he reaches the underground core of Mahesh.
Saturn's tone hardened.
Saturn: I can see that Aeon will try to touch it directly—with his 8D body.
he cannot withstand that level of power.
Eenos: So what?
Let him die already.
Saturn: No.
Stop him from touching it directly.
He may die—and I don't want him dead.
A brief pause.
(Eenos looking at Saturn with the really weird expression)
Eenos: Fine.
I won't let him die.
Only because you say so.
(Back to Aeon's Perspective)
Aeon entered the underground in his full 8D form.
The space beneath Earto was dense and heavy, as if time itself had settled there. The walls were not ordinary stone—they were layered with frozen timelines and compressed memories of the planet.
As Aeon moved deeper, he sensed them.
Guardians.
They were the protectors of a Time Core—beings assigned to guard the temporal core of a god. Their duty was simple: observe future threats and eliminate anything that endangered the core.
They constantly scanned the future.
Whenever a threat appeared, they sent 5D and 6D beings to erase it.
This time, the threat was Aeon.
The guardians had already seen the future paths. Aeon was a danger to the Time Core of the God of Earto—Lord Mahesh.
As Aeon approached the chamber, the environment changed. Time slowed unnaturally. The air vibrated with warning.
Guardian: Do not move forward.
Do not touch the core.
There were four guardians in total. Each held control over a stabilized 7D form.
Aeon stood alone.
But he sensed movement nearby.
Several 5D and 6D beings were hidden, waiting to attack.
Aeon summoned his weapon.
The Timepusskatar appeared in his hand—its blade sharp, silent, and unstable.
In an instant, Aeon moved.
He slashed beneath the time cores of two guardians.
The space below them opened into a void—a domain where Aeon held dominance. The two guardians fell into it and vanished.
The remaining two guardians stayed above the void.
Aeon did not use any of his entertainmentional powers like manipulating dimensions and controlling consciousness .
Aeon: I challenge you hand to hand.
The guardians raised their spears. These weapons could control the movement of celestial and multidimensional beings.
Aeon stepped forward.
Blade met spear.
Each clash sent cracks through time itself. Their crystalline time cores resonated, clashing and resisting each other.
They cursed one another—not with words, but through raw temporal pressure.
Aeon prepared to strike again.
Suddenly—
Another presence appeared.
Behind Aeon, a crystal time core ignited.
It was pure golden colour.
The entire chamber froze.
The guardians immediately bowed down in respect.
Aeon froze as well.
Silence filled the space.
Then a deep, god-like voice echoed directly inside Aeon's mind.
Bhram: Hey, Aeon…!!!
To be continued..