W1 Commentary: A Torus of Timelines

I thought I’d explain what I mean when characters in Akayama DanJay talk about time as a torus. I can’t explain too thoroughly, though, because one reason I describe time as a torus is to inject plausible deniability into my time-travel. I can’t be inconsistent if no one knows how it’s supposed to work!

V. The Plan

Atop the main island she saw a white-walled monastery. She landed nearby—beside a great gray stone statue.

The statue intrigued her. It was a giant bird atop a stone box sheltering a tiny man with its wings.

She turned to the monastery and waited. She might have waited minutes or years, so disrupted was her conception of time. Eventually she saw Nemo exit the monastery; she recognized him by his navy robes and the swastika she’d carved on his forehead. Nemo approached her and bowed. “Akayama! Oran dora.”

“Virgil Blue,” she said. Nemo nodded. “I must ask you for a favor.”

“Anything,” said Nemo.

Nakayama squawked. “You speak! You speak English!”

T. Wings

The white light collected on either side of the Galaxy Zephyr’s spine. With the blare of Gnostic archons’ trumpets, sixteen white wings erupted, each longer than the Galaxy Zephyr was tall. Every feather was a jet engine.

Lucille snickered. “Not a bad look.” She flipped her hair back, and the Galaxy Zephyr grew a silvery blue ponytail like that of her late mother, Princess Lucia. “Charlie, Daisuke, Eisu, Feito, each of your teams takes the four nearest wings. Learn your controls.”

R. The Wheel of Fortune

“You heard her!” Lucille shouted in her microphone to the ten thousand pilots of her Galaxy Zephyr. “Transfer power to our heart!”

Feito saluted on Lucille’s main monitor. “Are you sure, Commander?”

Eisu saluted beside his sister on the monitor. “Without power, we can’t even try to escape the thumb.”

Daisuke saluted above Feito. “Commander, I recommend fleeing at full speed.”

Above Eisu, Charlie lit a cockroach and puffed. “Transferring power.”

Q. Under The Thumb

That thumb was trillions of times their size. Lucille rubbed the Galaxy Zephyr’s hands along its sternum. “Hakase, if you’ve got a last-minute scheme, now’s the time.”

“I know, I know.” Professor Akayama squirmed her bird-like body in Zephyr-Alpha-Purple. “I’m merging with our Hurricane Armor.”

“You just got here,” said Daisuke. “You can’t leave now!”

“I’ll leave a wireless puppet in my stead.” When Akayama opened ZAP’s hatch, her body split into two. One piece merged with the Galaxy Zephyr’s Hurricane Armor. The other piece was a three-foot tall bird-pilot, which sat squarely in ZAP’s chair. It called to Lucille: “buy time.”

“I trust you, bird-thing.” Lucille moved ZAB’s monitors and pressed buttons to display the leader of her computer specialists. “Release our secret weapon.”

O4. Earth Explodes

As she spoke, the Earth exploded. Billions of humans died instantly.

“What the F***.” Lucille braced against the shock-waves of the explosion. Earth had no survivors. “Holy s***!”

“Oh, no.” Daisuke covered his heart. 

Charlie’s only eye watched Earth’s debris fly past the moon. “It’s over.” His cockroach fell from his lips. “It’s all over, so suddenly.”

“It’s far from over. We’re still here.” Lucille shouted in her microphone. “Everyone! Let’s combine into the big guy!”

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