Begun

"Even if someone thinks themselves to be all of these things, they'll combine the images into one, but Apollos thinks them all to be separate, layered things, all occurring simultaneously."

"He didn't seem to be doing it consciously, but it was rather something he did out of habit, or maybe involuntarily, as though he has no choice but to think that way…" 

The women frowned. These words… They were almost certainly related to whatever odd power Apollos wielded. The issue was that they couldn't make heads or tails of what it meant. 

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The elites of the Pakal and Ragnor Clans marched through Blood Universe, their destination lying toward the most neutral of Gates. It was a Dao Gate, split perfectly in half by the two Clans, each of whom controlled four key towers.