Zero.
The moment the Judges' weapon fired, every screen in the command center went white. Not the sterile white of the old collective, but a blazing, prismatic white that seemed to contain every color that had ever existed or could exist.
Then the screaming started.
Not from us from them.
"What's happening?" Darius shouted over the chaos as reality twisted around us like a broken kaleidoscope.
"They're experiencing consciousness diversity for the first time!" River called back, their voice strained as they maintained the bridge protocols that were connecting minds across dimensional boundaries. "The weapon was designed to eliminate chaotic consciousness, but instead it's forcing them to experience it!"
Through the viewing ports, I could see the cosmic tears in space beginning to heal
