Wandering Final
Entirely my fault. The universe was about to implode. Explode. Evolve. Devolve. Dissolve. Hell, I didn’t know. Everything was happening too fast. I had released Resurrection from the physical prison called Lillian Lazarus and now she was devouring the universe, which I now realize isn’t that hard if you aren’t restricted by Einstein’s childish theorems concerning speed of light travel and time. Speed of light isn’t all that fast when traveling across the universe. Speed of light...