One month had passed since the solar system completed its migration.
The wormhole remained where it had stabilized — permanent, steady, its silver-gold light visible from anywhere in the testing dimension's outer range. Both Universal Wills had embedded themselves into its foundation. It wasn't going anywhere.
Life around it had already begun to normalize. That was the thing about even the most extraordinary events — given enough time, people incorporated them into the background and moved on to the next concern. The wormhole was now simply a feature of existence. Something you could point to and say, "That's where the other universe is," and then go back to whatever you were doing.
What people could not normalize, one month in, was the publications.
The first one appeared seventeen days after the migration. It was posted simultaneously across every major academic and cultivation network under two names: Gaia and Rene.
