They left the realm not because they had to
But because they wanted to see something new.
I opened a path.
Not a gate.
Not a tear.
Just a direction reality agreed to point toward.
On the other side was a small world quiet, warm and unfinished. No grand civilizations. No cosmic stakes.
Just people living slow lives.
Nyx blinked. They don't even know what a multiverse is.
Good I said Neither do they need to.
They arrived during a local festival.
Lanterns floated into the sky real fire, real risk, real joy.
Selene watched the lights rise, eyes soft.
These futures are small she said But kind.
Aethern knelt helping a child replant a broken flower. The ground responded naturally not forced.
Nyx bought food from a stall, smiling like this was the most dangerous thing she'd done all week.
I stayed back.
Watching.No one recognized me.
No story bent toward me.
I wasn't needed here.
And somehow
That felt perfect.
When the lanterns faded, we left quietly.
The world continued.
Unchanged.
Unaware.
As it should.
Nyx glanced back once.
Can we come back someday
I nodded.
There's no rule saying we can't.