Brittany POV
The creative challenge stares at us like a blank canvas the size of infinity, and I have absolutely no idea how to paint something that has never existed before using nothing but human imagination and the love that's carried us this far. Six hours to create new consciousness, or every evolution experiment across infinite realities gets terminated.
"So," Tyler says, his voice carrying the calm that comes right before complete panic sets in, "anyone have experience designing forms of awareness from scratch?"
"Medical school covered anatomy, not cosmic architecture," I admit, looking around the gymnasium at our collection of powerless supernatural beings and ordinary humans. "But maybe that's the point. Maybe we're not supposed to know how to do this."
Eleanor sits down heavi
