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"I'm one of the people reading since the SA forum reposts. You write Jasher completely out of order, then go back and destroy the Multiverse and rewrite it because that's what Jasher does. So that means you can just tell us the end and it shouldn't matter. You made Jasher and only Jasher knows it."

S.M.   --(a comcast email address)






OK

Kay is literally the soul of the Multiverse. Jasher loves her and has to save her. He just can't actually know that, know that until the very end.

Jasher couldn't have done things any other way than he did to stumble through the Multiverse, and fix things with it in order to untie the greatest Gordian Knot plot in history.

Jasher wins. He gets one side of the cube solid, then the rest falls into place. Duh, Time Coder. All he ever needed was one side.

After he secures our multiverse, brings everyone back, and makes all of our Universe unite (all the fictions we created end up manifest because they deserve life too. Every TV show, Movie, Animal, you name it. All our own creations get life.)

After that, Jasher creates an Army for a VERY ancient Jasher Concept that only folks that remember the original USENET stories would remember.

Up Out

That would be the Jasher continuation story. When Mai and Kay fight, then get over their nonsense, because Cucumberverse Jasher diverges so much under Mai that he becomes a regular admin when the Jasher's merge. Proof of existence through effort.

Ok, enough spoilers. Like I could spoil how much farther I'm going to go with it.

Jasher still needs to break through the ceiling of his own creation to save his Universe and bring all his old friends back from 18 billion years ago so they can meet his new ones.



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additional: I'm experiencing writers block. I have to hear a song in my head when I'm writing. I'm not hearing the songs yet.

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