Re: (Ruse) The Valley of Mist
Hirsu considered the tdan's words. He was right, how much more could it hurt. He closed his eyes, and tried to focus on cutting off the feedback from his Niborkerese self. He focused on his divine senses, looking for the connection between his different selves. Paradox was a tricky thing, something that broke all the normal laws. It was tied to him, to each of him. His sight turned inwards, his awareness descending deep into himself.
He visualized each self, and the connections between them. The connections weren't reliant on space or distance, they weren't physical things. Instead, they were divine in origin, and existed outside of normal dimensional thought. But for now, he pictured the connections as pulses of light. Each self would send concentrated bursts of experience, knowledge, sensory information, and power across the worlds to each other self. The packages were being sent in a specific order, the time difference between the selves not a matter of distance but of timing.
He felt each pulse, seeing their weight, hearing its fragrance, tasting its colour, smelling its light. He picked through them as they came at him, until he knew the signatures. Quietly, he shut out the pulses from Niborkerese.
When it was done, he opened his eyes.