Technolica immediately self-repaired.

     He felt humiliated. More important, at least to him, he felt that the entire multiverse timeline had been jangled, and that was not something he could allow to happen. His child must be conceived that day, a child that would become God in physical form. 

     He'd wanted to wait until his child was birthed before he continued with the next step. Now, though...

     He gave a mental command.  

     Let this world burn, he thought, burn while me and my lovers traverse the galaxies.

​CONTINUE