Epilogue-The Great Black Tree Dungeon

            The dungeon felt incredible relief as he traveled faster and faster through space. Due to his nature, he was actually able to sense the outside of the folding space bubble. He couldn’t technically see in the distance, but he could sense gravity, which came as a pleasant surprise, as he had no way to test that before he was in space. The dungeon didn’t know how fast it was going, but he was certain that he was going significantly faster than the speed of light, and continued doing so until generations of the radio humans in his labyrinth had died, and the labyrinth was starting to get filled up.

            The dungeon traveled at FTL speed for centuries because he feared that the immortals were following him, or would attempt to follow him. While he traveled, he learned that he could adjust his course and speed by changing the shape of the folded space bubble, and so as he traveled, he zigged and zagged in random directions. Thanks to his abilities, he could tell when he neared solar systems due to their gravity and avoided them.

            As they traveled, the radio humans were not idle. They tended mana plants of all types, which were necessary to help keep the balance between mana and essence, and to feed the population. Furthermore, they continued working on computers and software, and before reaching a place of rest, they managed to make a chip allowing them to interface directly with computers.

            Eventually, when the labyrinth just couldn’t hold many more people, the dungeon adjusted the shape of the folded space so that it would slow down, and once it stopped, the dungeon stuffed the folded space back into the bottle that the tier mage brought to its labyrinth all those years ago. The dungeon spent a few days looking for a small red dwarf star, and once found the dungeon recreated the folding space bubble and flew to it. The dungeon didn’t go as fast as possible because the dungeon had to find out how fast he was actually going, and so over the next decade, the dungeon made hundreds of stops, and tens of thousands of calculations, eventually reaching the red dwarf star safely.

            Once there, the dungeon and humans began constructing a rather primitive star lifter, designed to lift material directly from the star where the dungeon, the radio humans, and their drones could safely gather the star material. Once they had the star material, mostly hydrogen, they used a combination of magic and science to turn hydrogen into any element they wanted, and so their civilization began to grow.

            What started as a small dozen-mile labyrinth became a star lifter, then in a few centuries their civilization became hundreds of stations, before eventually becoming a swarm of trillions of stations that blotted out the star they encircled in something called a Dyson swarm. Once they had enough ships, the dungeon directed the Dyson swarm to move in a specific pattern, and over time, the star began picking up speed, as the Dyson swarm turned the star into a stellar engine and headed for the next star in the sky. If the Dyson swarm had not blotted out the light of the star other civilizations would have marveled at how the Dyson swarm had turned a star into a ship that carried them along with its orbit.

            It took tens of thousands of years for them to reach the next star. Once there, half of the Dyson swarm moved into orbit around the new star, and with their numbers blotted its light from the sky. After a few millennia, they turned the second star into a stellar engine, and the two stars, alongside he quadrillions of habitats, began making their way to the next star as this civilization began making a cluster of stars into the engine they would use to move across this galaxy and into the next, as they made their fastest speed toward the edge of their galaxy. The dungeon core hoped to escape as he knew the plans of the immortals and did not want to be in the galaxy when it one day came to fruition.

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            On the moons of the immortals, immediately after the escape of the lightning dungeon, the immortals stopped everything they were doing and looked for the missing labyrinth. They feared retaliation, and even though they did not focus on the material sciences, they understood how devastating it could be if the lightning dungeon sent mountains toward their moons from space. The immortals used every trick they knew, and invented a few, looking for the missing dungeon, and after a century the only thing they had done was map their solar system in extreme detail.

            Eventually, things wound down, and they went back to work trying to make more immortals. On the moons, they continued their eugenics program, and after nearly four thousand years, every human was a mind talker. They could have shaved off three thousand years, but they were careful not to breed in undesirable traits with the mind talking ability.

            With the mind talking ability, they began generating an immortal once every five hundred or so years, which was much better than the one every few millennia previously. One of the great advantages of the mind talkers was that they could share their successes and failures, and so, from the youngest mind talker who was just learning how to think in a way that allowed them to learn mana drawing, to those taking their plunge into the Labyrinth of Immortals, all the mind talkers had more information than previous generations.

            Nearly a hundred thousand years later, the population and, more importantly, the tier three dungeons had grown to the point where the immortals decided that it was time to create a surface over the gas giants. In a material world they would have described the process as the immortals making a shell in orbit over the gas giant. The immortals used tens of millions of dead dungeon cores to create the shell, and then stabilized it with living dungeon cores, before transferring the contents of the moons onto the surface of the new shell, creating a world with a surface area nearly a hundred times larger than all the moons combined. Epochs passed as they created and stabilized this world.

            Meanwhile, mages and immortals continued working on creating familiars with multiple souls. One million one hundred and thirty-two thousand years after the lightning dungeon showed it was possible, they managed to create a familiar with two souls. Once that became the norm, they began producing an immortal every fifty years. Then they created familiars with three souls and produced an immortal every ten years. Eventually, they created familiars with ten souls and began producing an immortal every year.

            Once they had one hundred thousand immortals, they began working on the great project. They used quadrillions of dead dungeon cores and trillions of living dungeons to create a sphere around their sun, albeit the living part of the world around the sun was on the inside, as they had created a Dyson sphere, with nearly two hundred quadrillion square miles, and thus they created a world large enough for all their immortals.

            Once the shell of the great project was finished, they used their magics to move the new great world to the next star. Once they reached the next star, a small hole, relative to the star, opened, and the immortals used their magic to pull a second star into their Dyson sphere. As soon as the star and its solar system were inside the shell, they headed for the next star, intent on bringing the galaxy and as much of the universe as possible into the shell of their great project.  


Authors note-For the next while I will be focusing on "Earth's New Timeline". Until I have book one of part two edited, and the great black tree dungeon edited... maybe I will call it the tale of the electric dungeon... Either way until these two books are edited I plan on focusing on one story. I wont even start editing until next month because until I get home I amm swamped with work.

I do have an idea for a bit of a longer series in mind where an evil corperation on an earth a couple of hundred years in advance of ours opens a door into a cultivators world and begins exploiting both sides, but I have got to edit... and I hate to edit.