In the heart of the Techno-Magic Universe, surrounded by glowing charts and floating tools, was the private lab of Grand Artificer Lyra. She was a truly brilliant woman, a little strange perhaps, with her wild silver hair and eyes that saw numbers and patterns everywhere. Her lab was her happy place. It was a perfect mix of machines and magic, a world she had built herself.

But today was a very, very bad day.

She had just finished a huge project, a new power source that could use a dying star to create energy. It was her best work yet. She should have been celebrating, but instead, she was being bothered. Some "important guest" wanted to meet her. A "social call," they said. Lyra hated social calls. They were a waste of time. She sent a rude refusal, telling them to go away.

That's when her boss, a leader of the Universal Gods, appeared as a frantic ghost of light.

"Lyra, you have to meet him!" the boss screamed, his voice shaky. "He's not giving up!"

Lyra didn't even look up from her work. "Tell him to wait. I'm busy. I've just figured out how to make a power source from a dead star. This is important!"

"He doesn't care!" the boss yelled, his form flickering. "He is not the type of person you can tell to wait! The Univaersal Gods said if you don't meet him, they will cut off all your budget money for your research."

Lyra finally looked up, her eyes wide with disbelief. This was a crazy threat. It was like telling a painter they couldn't have paint anymore. No one had ever dared to do something so mean to her. Who was this person who had enough power to scare the Universal Gods? She had to know. The mystery was a puzzle she couldn't ignore. She put her work aside, angry and curious. She had to meet this rude guest.

The meeting was held in a quiet, fancy room. Lyra walked in, ready for a big fight. She expected a monster, a giant of light, or some king on a throne. But the man standing in the middle of the room was just… a man. A quiet, normal-looking man with a calm that was almost scary.

Lyra's mind was like a supercomputer. The moment she saw him, it began searching through all her knowledge, all the cosmic news and secret files. The information came back in a rush, and she froze.

She was completely shocked. How could she not know who he was? He was the famous, terrifying Universe God Elias Vance, the one who had killed a Multiversal Being. This was something everyone said was impossible. Multiversal Beings were supposed to be immortal. They could hide their souls in different realities or come back to life. But Elias had not just beaten one—he had erased him completely from all of time and space. He had simply wiped him from existence. The man standing before her was a living legend, a cosmic boogeyman, and she hadn't even known.

Her anger disappeared, replaced by a deep curiosity. She knew that Elias wasn't just a fighter. He was a scientist, a genius who built the machines that made his famous pills. He wasn't a brute. He was a creator, just like her.

Elias saw the change in her eyes. He saw the shock, then the curiosity, and finally the look of a fellow scientist. A rare, real smile appeared on his face. It was a smile of shared understanding. He knew she was just like him.

He didn't waste time on small talk. He just walked toward her.

"Your new energy source," he said, his voice calm. "I have studied how it works from a distance. You've found a way to make energy from the endless void, right? But how did you stop the energy from blowing up? That's the real problem, isn't it?"

Lyra's mind, which had been racing with fear and surprise, was now completely focused. He hadn't asked about her power or demanded a show of force. He had, with a single question, dived into the most difficult part of her work. He saw the heart of the problem instantly.

She had to answer. She couldn't help herself. "The energy is unstable," she said, her voice filled with excitement. "It's a loop, not a perfect cycle. I found a special element that can take in the extra energy. A kind of living element that can exist in many places at the same time. The Void-Tide Perpetual Reactor—the one that looks like a crystal sphere with a swirling horizon inside—is a byproduct of that element. It's stable, but the energy it creates is limited. I'm trying to make it endless." She gestured to a glowing image of her device. "It pulls energy from the eternal tide between existence and non-existence, so it's self-sustaining. It needs no fuel."

"That's incredible," Elias said, his eyes glowing. "The element. It's a new kind of singularity, isn't it? A singularity that can exist in many realities at once. A Quantum Singularity. You have discovered a way to use the energy of a quantum variable."

Lyra's eyes widened even more. He had just, in one sentence, understood the core secret of her whole life's work. "How did you know that?" she asked in a whisper.

"I've been working on something similar," Elias replied, a faint smile on his face. "Your breakthrough is the missing piece. It's the inspiration I needed."

Lyra's old ideas about him—that he was just a scary, powerful man—were gone. This man, this legendary monster, hadn't come to steal. He had come to learn. He was a fellow creator, a scientist. He saw her work not as a thing to be taken, but as a beautiful puzzle.

"So you came to me for advice?" she asked, her voice filled with a mix of awe and disbelief.

"No," Elias said simply, his rare, genuine smile returning. "I came to you to talk about a problem. Your Void-Tide Perpetual Reactor is amazing. But it can't reach its full potential because you don't fully understand Quantum Law. I have a deeper understanding of it than you do. We can help each other. We can solve this problem together."

The big surprise was not his power, but his mind. He was a fellow creator, and he had come to her not for a simple answer, but for a beautiful puzzle that, together, they could solve.

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