"Damn, does that not mean that even if I am trapped inside a secret domain and that domain collapses, I would not die?" Max muttered, a look of genuine delight appearing on his face as the implications settled in.
The realization struck him with full clarity. His existence was no longer bound to a single layer of reality.
As long as his dimensions existed, he existed as well, which meant that destruction of external space, collapsing domains, shattered pocket worlds, or unstable secret realms could no longer erase him. At worst, he would be expelled or displaced, but annihilation was no longer a guaranteed outcome.
As he examined the deeper details, another realization followed, one even more reassuring.
"Moreover, from the looks of it, I am simply immune to reality manipulation and spatial laws," Max said softly, his smile widening. This was not immunity in the sense of resistance, but sovereignty.
