They could still hear their own voices, to Max utter disturbance.

““But how? He could be anywhere now! And we lost the only thing supposedly keeping track of our path!”

“i don’t know HOW we’re gonna do it, be we MUST! i don’t fear whatever dumbass monster may be lurking in these stupid sewers, i’ll personally beat its ass if i need so. but we’re only getting out of here with mr. rabbit.”

Dude, that was weird.

Max wasn’t still quite convinced.

“Meryl, why can’t we just go after Mr. Rabbit? If we trully have timetraveled, we still have time!”

“it is not so simple, max. we cannot do that because it would bring several disturbances to the timeline.”

To follow the wacky time mechanics was even harder than to traverse the time maze, at least for Max. He was never good at science stuff, back in school.

“How so?”

“by creating a time paradox, of course. the slightest pertubations we cause on the timeline may bear devastating outcomes to the present time, aka us. we cannot take the risks of disturbing our previous path with blind decisions and stupid mistakes. we must KNOW what we are doing, THEN we can be stupid!”

“But what if we stumble across our past selves, anyway?”

Meryl’s voice assumed a very somber tone:

“let’s pray for this not to happen. according to the laws that rule the mechanics of a time maze, any encounter with a previous (or next) version of yourself will cause the destruction of both.”

Max wept. Of course. OF COURSE there DEATH was involved somehow.

“this is mere but the labyrinth’s defensive mechanism against time paradoxes. two identical selfs cannot coexist in the same spot as much as the very concept of a time maze is an oddity itself. that’s why it is so unstable, so confuse. it keeps destroying and recreating parts of itself, always growing, yet always shrinking. however, at the slightest pertubation of such intricate paradoxical mecanism, the whole thing falls apart. the time anomaly colapses in itself and the whole maze implodes, destroying everything within it and shattering its pieces across its correct time and place. it is the universe correcting the anomaly, and reorganizing the mess that was left on the world.”

“anyway, to assume that such an outrageously immense labyrinth took form in the undergrounds of the great castle of liminalia by chance would be a such a naive, to not say DUMB, line of thought.”

“hoho, no. i trully believe i wouldn’t be misled to assume this is a work by none but the artificer themself. how fascinating!”

“What? Why would they make such a thing?”

“hoho, i don’t know! but i’m crawling for the answer!”

They turned to the seemingly normal looking door before them.

“and i think the answer is just on the other side of this door.”

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