Time continued to pass.
For every second that elapsed in the real world, an epoch passed within the virtual void.
At first, as the Supreme Laws observed Maximus diligently building a world with unwavering focus, they felt unimpressed—disappointed, even.
They had expected Maximus to devise a more ingenious solution.
However, as hundreds, then thousands of epochs slipped by, an unsettling sensation began to spread among the observing Supreme Laws.
"This…"
"What is happening, Old Void?"
For thousands of epochs, Maximus had neither paused nor rested.
Like a mechanical being devoid of consciousness, he simply built—steadily, tirelessly, endlessly.
He was more diligent than even they, the Origin Laws themselves, had been in their early days.
At least they could rest for millions of years at a time, working only when they felt inclined.
The Supreme Law of Void was equally puzzled.
