The Pilgrimage to the Zero Point
The void was not empty; it was a graveyard of light. I, the Last Voyager, steered my ship—a sliver of obsidian and memory—through the ruins of the Great Collapse. Behind me, the universe was a closing curtain of two-dimensional sheets, a flat sea of dead civilizations. I was not fleeing. I was collecting. My mission was the Pilgrimage. I traveled to the edges of the dying sectors, visiting the...
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