The Alpha's Secret Moon
By the end of the third month, the number had grown to over a million.
And in the spaces between dimensions, Luna felt the shift. She felt the consciousnesses approaching the convergence point, felt them preparing to merge, felt their willing sacrifice.
"No," she tried to say, but her consciousness was too fractured to maintain coherent speech.
"It is done," the First Anchor said gently. "They have chosen. And their choice will save you."
The transcendence happened all at once, a cascade of consciousnesses merging, separating, reforming into something new. It was beautiful and terrible and utterly final.
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