"Look around you. What do those who live in the world think of it? They think about everything, except what is most important."
Blaise Pascal.
The next day, the wizard sat in the woods, leaning against a tree thinking about the only clue he had and that was the strong probability that the solution was locked in his spirit. He didn't even need to have gone to plane XIV because the dragons had already told him, adding to that the fact that Mia's computer had informed him that, if he traveled in time in one direction, somehow he would have to be able to go back.
The first thing he did was to review his knowledge of Relativistic Physics, thinking about how to change the behavior of time.
He knew that, for anything that moved at the speed of light, time would pass more slowly, the slower the closer to c. However, only particles devoid of mass could reach that speed, otherwise the energy required would be greater than that which the particle could carry or generate. In other words, nothing could surpass the speed of light, nothing with mass, of course, and he was made of a lot of mass.
But all his powers called 'magical' followed the laws of Quantum Mechanics and were related to the subatomic particles that were shaped by thought at his will. In practice, it was the old maxim in which the observer interfered directly with the medium, like the famous story of Schrödinger's cat. Everything else was derived from the ability of thought to work these flows because thought is formed by waves and waves are particles. But, being time a thing of the fourth dimension and considering that the Universe was formed by eleven dimensions, then it would be enough to create a detour to bypass and manipulate time.
He concluded that he could, but the question was only to know at what depth and that would have to be on the basis of trial and error. The solution should be this: a portal of entangled beams that spanned a fifth dimension that would bypass time, just as a curve would between two points obstructed by an obstacle, altering the perspective of reality.
Igor got up with a cheerful air and saw Ailin leaning against the tree next to him, looking at him. She had a serene face, but a good dose of sadness was noticeable. When the friend approached, she asked:
"When do you intend to leave?"
"Tomorrow, because I want to be rested," he answered determined not to deceive her. "If it works, I will lose my powers for a while and I will be very weak."
"Then, today you will be only mine because, when you go, I will have to wait a long time to see you again. I will take good care of our daughter, don't worry."
Igor hugged her and kissed her. He felt sorry for her, but now he was happy because he had the chance to go back to Eduarda, the one he never forgot or would forget. However, he was sad to lose Ailin and that made the young man quite intrigued and confused.
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It was still very early when Ailin woke up her companion with a tender kiss. She thought she would be sad, devastated, but now she felt a huge serenity and a great certainty of what Gwydion had confessed.
After breakfast, Igor said goodbye to all the friends he made in that period and went to the woods, accompanied by Ezequiel and Ailin, always followed by the Saci and Gwydion.
"If everything goes well, Ezequiel, we will see each other in the world of dragons soon... soon for me, of course." Igor turned to Ailin and hugged her sweetly, giving her a long kiss. "You will always be in my heart because a part of it will stay here. Teach our boy to be good and pure as you are."
"It's a girl, my love," she replied. "I love you and I'll wait for you there. You have to save me."
"Huh?"
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The Wizard
FantasyIgor has a secret that torments him and lives in the worst nightmares, but to rescue his sweet Eduarda, save the Crystal World and the Earth, he needs to face the source of his torments. For this, he and his strange ally will have to cross worlds an...
