Book Seven: Chapter 114

Pelé nodded. “They are powerful, interdimensional beings capable of swallowing worlds and eventually reality itself. But you can’t think of it as large scale beings devouring our home as if it were luau pig fresh from the fire. What they consume is simply gone as if it never was. It now lies outside of time and space. As for what they leave behind...” She looked up at the sky. “This particular piece of sky was missed, left to float in the void. The Architect snatched it up and stitched it to this place, creating a tiny, magical world capable of sustaining life on its own.”

Mike licked his lips in excitement, thinking of the tower world through the wardrobe at home. “Did the Architect make all the extra-dimensional spaces?”

“No. This is a power available to some of the gods, or those on their way to becoming one. There were other beings capable of magic this powerful, but they were wiped out centuries ago by a powerful wish.” The goddess turned away from him and headed fo