The worlds continued changing.
By this point I had completely given up trying to understand how many layers of space the creator of this settlement had folded together.
Every transition carried us somewhere entirely different. One moment we would be walking through a civilization capable of constructing floating cities. The next we would find ourselves inside a farming community where people still used wooden tools and animal-drawn carts.
Yet somehow none of it felt disconnected. Every world existed as part of a larger whole, stitched together by a mastery of space so absurd that even Knight occasionally stopped to study something in silence.
Then we stepped into another world. And immediately noticed something unusual. The streets were crowded. The markets were busy.
The strange part was the people.
Or more specifically...
The lack of half of them.
I looked left.
Then right.
Then behind me.
For several minutes nobody said anything. Eventually Silver cleared his throat.
