When it comes to the final events involving Oliver, it would be wise to make a record of how it ended, or rather a story of how the situation as it is today began.
Therefore I begin this tale from when we had Oliver bound and infected with Return Renew's fungal solution.
After confirming that Hazur, the archfiend of entropy had broken through his prison. Which I admit my actions did naught but aid the fiend. Edgar took Mildred, Tylar and Olvier back to Return Renew. I followed after in astral form, giving Edgar a leaf talisman so I could follow after.
It seemed under inspection that Hazur created a connection between the Haze Tree and Oliver through astral space. This connection appeared as a raging torrent of nothingness that threatened to consume all around it. There was little the mind fungas, or any of us for that matter could do as Hazur's clawed form darker than the blackest black, began to tear its way into real-space.
Return Renew promptly acted, bringing forth a portable stasis field. That after activating stalled the gods actions as time slowed to a crawl around it, the void fiends descent into reality put on hold. As those of us present began to think of a last ditch plan, Tylar with some quick thinking and a miraculous new ablity. Slowed down the time of the time stasis field, effectively stretching the time we had to 12 hours. A race against the clock had been established.
With Tylar and the archfiends rift positioned on one of the trains, its cargo was sent out of the newly dubbed "Antonese" underhive. Headed straight towards the surface, as close to the Haze Tree as we could get. Edgar meanwhile, teleported back to the Concordia. Taking it and those aboard back to where the train would arrive, so he could ferry it and Oliver to the Haze Tree itself. Mildred took this time to learn of all the exotic and rare materials Return Renew had given us to assist in our endeavours.
During this I went to look for a method to solve to the problem at the source. As the Haze Tree loomed over, I delved deeper into the fabric of the prisons than was safe. Hazur threatened to take over my mind at every turn, for finding the hole was the same as finding him. I discovered many new things about the universe and the great weave that binds us all. Specifically matters about the prisons and the runic patterns on them. It seemed by all logical reason Hazur should have been unable to escape. It was then however I knew what the hole was, if the laws of the universe stated he could not escape then he was breaking them somehow.
Hazur the archfiend of entropy had reversed his own laws, creating a space of negative entropy. An infinity energy loop that would break his prison if it could not be stopped. This was it, as the universe was on the precipice of destruction I also had my greatest chance. Take all that energy for myself so that I could take my first step towards that radiant sun, whose presence lingers within the depths of everything I see.
I contacted Edgar with this information, for if he could calibrate his portal to feed of this energy then he could get home. Thus when the Concordia arrived with Oliver in tow, Edgar left to go fetch his portal. I stayed with Mildred, in an attempt to construct a crucible in order to forge myself anew.
I did not happen to be there when Edgar went to fetch his portal, but supposedly while Sevatar had been running his election he had ordered the workers to stop construction of the portal. During this time an individual from Edgar's world, his assistant Clyde Moreau, had stolen the portal from Vesimere. Edgar tracked him down to being aboard an airship headed to the Kendrian Kingdom. He teleported aboard the ship, as it had been a vessel we had been on before. He quickly dealt with the interloper, bringing him and the portal back to the Haze Tree.
When Edgar arrived my crucible had been completed, less a crucible and more along the lines of holding a metal rod in the path of a Roc. Which I might add is a horrible idea. Except this idea was infinity times worse.
Edgar initiated the portal to bring him and his assistant home, with a brief stint between the various timelines of the world before he could get the proper chronological coordinates. I took this chance to enter the crucible, in an attempt to sap Hazur of his power.
Did I mention what a bad idea that was? When the energy flowed into me it broke every carefully crafted pathway in my body. My veins burst, my eyes began to melt and my heart pumped to the point of rupture. This was all in my astral form, the spirit is many times stronger than the flesh. Any mortal body would have exploded then and there, I had the first hand opportunity to be roasted alive by the infinite. It was an honor indeed.
Accounts from others say Hazur at this time receded back into the gateway above Oliver, my plan having some upside. I myself was preoccupied, however Edgars story had not ended there. He had brought all his knowledge with him and brought a whole host of new problems into the mix. I will get to this later however.
I, with all my strength of will, to the point I would tear myself apart. Took control of the infinity, crafting it into two parts. One part into my new self, and one part into a new body. This body was the final product of all my work thus far, the perfect simulacrum. Formed from all the runic concepts I understood, and more. The power of order and the formless chaos. Of archfiend and Zaidisha. All confined within one body, one spirit. However those ancient beings I still only begin to glimpse their footsteps. The radiant sun I shall become one day, luminescent and complete.
So the Oliver incident had ended, Oliver himself becoming one with the fungal intelligence hivemind. A greater peace and stability hopefully from it all. Or so I thought at the time.
Those from Edgar's world had returned, with the power of all his research in hand. The portal threatens with every use to tear open the multiverse, hastening our demise. Others still come to the nexus, as the archfiends sit in their prisons scheming. Tensions strain over control of the portal, with the infinite wealth of the universe as reward.
As I write this account, these problems all seem simple. My plan to create a stable space for all interdimensional beings to commune goes unimpeded. A city for all. Fulcrum. The homunculus project has some hiccups, but perhaps with Tylar and his pet gods aid. Or maybe if I can find the heart of Idrius, I can arrive at a solution.
The true problem however is Sevatar. It always has been, his powers are in a realm comparable to mine. Absurd as it sounds, the power of the mind has alwasy been my missing link. As I find out more about it I begin to understand how it is the one tool for a man to topple the gods. I have only just started to understand it, and he controls it as if it is putty.
I plan to meet with him now. His intentions may have been good in a way, but they will ultimately lead to imbalance. Balance must be restored and maintained, for the good of all.
I take it upon myself now, as ironic as it may seem as I criticize another's ambitions, to stop him and those who threaten the multiverse. Who would work consciously or not, to see it Unbound.
~ Honsu Osiron.
