As usual her excuse was ready. “The magnitude of the reality effect is proportional to the energy required. I am strong, but not that strong. Crashing that display machine was easy; its impact was small as only two were actual witnesses to it, and its overall impact to true reality is minor. And actually the wall was even easier. That male did not notice it, and to you it does not matter especially given the end to this thread we are rapidly hurtling towards. But I cannot bring about massive changes to reality that will persist down through time. Not alone anyway.”
I played along a little, but it was only a little. I actually started wondering if this crazy girl and her crazy story might be real.
“Okay, so I understand that I think. By stopping this, while the actual action of stopping it might be small, you are somehow bound by something that is related to the magnitude of its impact that it ‘persists through time’. So since this is infinitely important given that the universe gets wiped out, it cannot be done by you?”
“You are quite adept at piecing this together Tre.”
‘Damn, talk about Chrono pathways, if this is true. We really were onto something in my old research…’ In my own mind the various theories of time and ‘threads’ of intersecting time lines began to take on a much more real manifestation.
I bent down, grabbing a rock, then pitched it over the fence as it fell down and down. “But why could I stop this then? I mean you are a shape-shifting girl who can blow walls down, I’m a chump with a gun.”
A deep grin took over her. “I thought you were at least an ‘advanced chump’!”
I froze. “How did you know that?”
Her smile was good-natured. “You still don’t believe me, do you?”
“Would you believe me that something dumb like that made me believe you way more?”
“Our harmonic rate is finally increasing! Anyway, what you have is the power of the physical plane inhabitants. Where your freewill does exist,” and she tilted her head down to me, “and not to say it always does, your impacts are infinite in their potential magnitude. You are not bound by what your actions may cause down the time thread.”
“That kind of implies you lack freewill as well in some circumstances?” I asked her.
“Yes, but our definition of ‘freewill’ is far more different, let’s just leave it there. But remember this physical plane is the base from which the others arise and affect. I can affect this freely, in direct inverse proportion to what its impacts are.” She teleported beyond the fence, and was hovering in the air, her hair and ribbon slowly swaying in a breeze from the updraft of the massive pit. She lifted her hands wide to her sides, and had a playful grin on, like a kid at a playground.
“Whoa…” My mouth was open, watching her silently floating in the air. Okay, she definitely looked more ‘godlike’ in this simple example. I had little doubt remaining something serious was occurring here.
“However, as a physical, your actions are inherently very limited in your options. For example, you cannot do this. However, the scope of your impact can be, and indeed is, limitless. So in a way, you are the weakest, but also the strongest.”
“Ha, so it’s like we are in the steerage of a ship. Everyone above us can dump their trash on us and do what they want, but if we sink the boat, everyone else is going down too. Evidently, the ship sinking attracted at least someone’s attention.” I sat down and crossed my legs, and she teleported over and sat next to me as we looked over to the building. She put her hand on my leg. The touch was a bit surprising, but it felt comforting. I liked her.
It was a bit scary that the sunset had now begun. Soon that sphere of nothingness would be created, and everything would end.