In the vacuum, countless phantoms appeared, then became increasingly real.
Aether was converging, boundless and endless, like an ever-expanding universe, transforming in an instant into a vast nebula. Silver-blue brilliance shimmered within the infinite nebula, condensing into one distinct human figure after another, each different yet remarkably the same.
Each one was a different Ian.
Each one was the same Ian.
With Ian's thoughts, all of them began to be guided from the past and future histories because they were part of the cycle and infinite. All the 'Ians', when summoned, understood the significance of it all at that very moment.
"So this is the final moment?"
"Perhaps not the final, maybe I'll fail again, but this time, it's the closest to the 'end'."
"Haha, The End! It's the first time I've seen it so closely!"
"Finally, I've found the answer."
"How interesting."
