tale,» one of the readers will say.
«Why shouldn’t there be a fair universe in the flow of multiverses, where good always triumphs over evil?» – the author will answer you.
***
– Yes, our universe is not always fair. But she is stable. The Klein Bottle bar was there yesterday and will be there tomorrow.
– Yes, let’s continue tomorrow. Waiter, check please.
Vasily rummaged in his pockets, but the wallet was not there. Although the man definitely remembered that he put it in his pocket when leaving the house. It couldn’t have happened that you put something in your pocket, and then it suddenly disappeared when you stopped looking at it?
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this ever happened to you? Put the comb on the table. He turned away – and there was already no trace of her. Did he put it somewhere else, or did the brownie take it?
***
– Seven days! – Septon Iris-1 crossed his upper limbs, indicating that he would not tolerate objections.
– This is madness! No one can do it in such a short time. Initially, we discussed a period of two or three thousand years. Even Pandorra, listed in the Book of Legends, took longer than a millennium to create.
¬– Seven days. And I won’t even give you an extra hour. – The Septon vibrated subtly and changed shape, moving in multidimensional space. This was the only thing that showed his excitement.
– But we won’t make it in time!
– Derek Orson-4! Just try to delay the deadline for even an hour, and you’ll immediately fly out of Eden before you even have time to blink an eye. You will light up the stars or play melodies on super strings!
Derek tried to say something else in his defense, but Septon silenced him with a gesture.
«Derek, I gave my Word, and I intend to keep it. Will I have to make excuses to the customer, answering for your mistakes? You yourself agreed to the position of Supreme Creator. I liked the other candidates better, but your father vouched for you. You received a position through an acquaintance, but the work must be completed on time.
– But…
Septon did not listen to new excuses, he simply disappeared into the abyss of one of the spaces, now try his detectives.
***
– Seven days? Derek, are you out of your mind? Why didn’t you tell that fool Iris what you thought of him?
Il Zamar-8 was noticeably worried: each of the limbs was wrapped in a spiral in its own dimension.
«I tried to tell him several times, but he didn’t want to hear,» Derek said. – You know, my probationary period is coming to an end soon. Orson gave the Word. And if there was a Word, then there must be Peace, you know the rules. Otherwise they’ll kick me out, I’ll be some kind of firebrand of the stars or the spirit of the river.
– But the order given to you cannot be fulfilled! – Il shouted, moving most of his limbs.
– What if we make at least the appearance of a completed project, and then correct all the inaccuracies? – Derek lit a cigarette and was now releasing fifth-dimensional puffs of smoke.
– For example?
– Well, for example, let’s create only 3 dimensions. Il, sit down, don’t worry so much.
– Where are you going to put the rest? You’ll curl up into a ball, or what?
– Yes, Il, good idea! 3 dimensions, and the remaining 7 are folded so that none of the inhabitants of the world can look at a short distance.
– Derek, but that wasn’t the idea! It was sarcasm! Do you know what sarcasm is?
– Don’t be so stuffy. Ha-ha, that’s a pun: stuffy spirit! Isn’t it funny?
– Not funny at all! Derek, imagine, I’m not funny at all!
Il clutched the bowl with one of his limbs, drinking small sips of quark soup from a Klein bottle.
– But no one will look into the details! All 11 dimensions are used, one of them is for time, and 10 for space. Who will unravel the tangle?
– And if you are entrusted with creating a 26-dimensional world, will you also reel in the excess?
– Il, don’t pick on words. I will hand over the project, and then after receiving the position I will finalize the remaining measurements.
– Derek, do you have any idea how precisely you need to adjust all the parameters so that your 3 dimensions do not crumble into dust from any blow of the cosmic wind?
– Yes, I’m unlikely to become a watchmaker who creates the world and then forgets about it until I finish the Creation.
– Can you imagine how much the demiurges will have to pay if they turn out to be fools and even agree to work in such a short time?
– Don’t be a pessimist, Il, buddy! Of course, the reserves of karma in my vaults are not that large, but we will definitely come up with something.
¬—Derek, what can we come up with? – Il’s middle limbs disappeared into one of the higher dimensions.
– Il, don’t be angry! Here, I came up with it! We don’t have to hire demiurges, do we? Let’s hire someone from the lower ones, for example, cherubim or seraphim. They will receive their first entry in the work book and work experience before graduating from the Academy. And they won’t have to pay a lot of karma.
– And what can they do? They still don’t know how to do much! All they can do is kick their wings while no one is looking and drink wormwood. Workers for me too.
– This is how we will do everything. And they will be ordinary moderators. They will make sure that the weak interaction does not change its constant, and that the seven dimensions do not unwind and are invisible to the locals.
«Oh, Derek, it’s always because of you that we end up in a complete black hole!»
– Don’t swear like that! True, this is the last time!
– Where are you going?
– Il, you are a true friend! I never doubted you. We will definitely make it through.
– Go to the quasar!
***
Il carefully re-read every instruction in the book, and Derek improvised, blowing the bubble of a new universe.
– Yes, sir! We need to add light,» Derek said.
– Wait a minute! You need to carefully calculate everything.
– Il,
