134 : Those Who Have Been Gathered -

In its place stood a gateway. The voice spoke one final time, offering a terrifying ultimatum. They could step through and become the blueprints for a new reality, or they could return to their world and watch the sun go out for the last time.

One by one, the 134 looked at each other. The king reached out and took the hand of the beggar. The warrior sheathed his sword. 134 : Those Who Have Been Gathered

As the hum intensified, the walls of the hall began to dissolve. They weren't in a castle anymore. They were standing on a glass shelf suspended in the star-choked belly of the cosmos. In its place stood a gateway

They had been plucked from every corner of the fractured empire. Some were kings in tattered silk; others were beggars with eyes like flint. No one knew why the summons had come, only that to ignore it was to invite the silence of the void. The Assembly One by one, the 134 looked at each other

The heavy iron doors of the Great Hall groaned as they swung shut, sealing the fate of the one hundred and thirty-four.