The transition was not like entering a bigger universe.
It was like stepping out of a single story into a space where countless stories were visible at once. One moment Runar, Celestia, and Nyla were passing through the barrier of the Multiverse, surrounded by the crushing gravity of ascension and the flood of higher reality substance. The next moment, the barrier was gone. Behind them, their Multiverse hung as a single small unit among an infinite number of Multiverses, glowing faintly in the vastness below like one book on an endless shelf.
The pressure was not gone.
It was greater.
