Jace - Map of the multiverse

The child chirps a bit, and Jace is pretty sure that's as close to spoken language as they'll get for a bit. "I'm a telepath, that means I can read minds. May I read your mind so I can say your name correctly?"

Uncertain at first, but then with happy compliance, the child nestles its head under Jace's hand.

Jace's eyes light up, and he gasps.

"What is it?" Vraska kneels, worried, as the child flinches slightly in response. Jace shakes his head in assurance.

"It's alright! I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you both."

A tear slides down his cheek. Awe overtakes him. "His name is Loot."

Vraska snorts. "Were his parents Plunder and Ransack?"

"Vraska."

"Sorry, Loot." She pats him apologetically, but the offense seems to have gone over his adorable head. "You're still in there," she says, referring to the blue light in Jace's eyes and his faraway gaze.

"We knew he would be a map but … gods, I didn't realize it would be like this."

"Can you see it?"

"It's … It's the entire Multiverse. I can see every plane as a point of light, and within each point, more in turn where those connect with other places … They're Omenpaths. Vraska, it's in real time. I can see planes being born from the World Tree, planes dissolving into black holes of aether. It's the way to get from every point to every point. Vraska … you can use this to travel the Multiverse again."

He can feel her tense. "It maps the end point of every Omenpath?"

"Every one." He squeezes her hand with his free one. He shivers.

"What is it like?" Vraska asks.

A soft and delicate smile breaches his face. He huffs a laugh and doesn't bother to hide his veneration. When he replies, his gaze almost looks through her. "It's like looking at eternity."

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