The House of Eyes

When Faith landed on the Mountain, she scratched its dusty surface and a cave opened. Nakayama crawled out. “Yes, Faith?”

“My friend Jay dragged Anihilato above ground,” said Faith. “He’s got it pinned!”

“Thank goodness. I worried Anihilato would never surface.”

“You’d better go quick.”

“I will.” Nakayama pointed her wings to the cave. “You, too.”

“Huh?” Faith tiptoed to the cave mouth. “But you haven’t wrapped that white wing around yet. Do you mean—”

“You’re due for Zephyrhood,” said Nakayama. “Make haste.”

“Oh, gosh.” Faith nervously tapped her paws. “Am I really ready?”

“You were ready the instant we met, but your unusual physiology made delayed gratification more useful. Observe.” Nakayama brushed Faith’s muzzle with one wing and showed the snowy powder she scraped off. “At the dawn of time I produced this white powder to accelerate the cycle of life and death. Your helpful personality resonates with the powder, so it accumulated around your psyche to expedite my whim.”

“My soul’s just… helpful dust?” Faith wrapped her tail around her haunches and forelegs. “But why?”

“Be glad. If it weren’t so, you’d be a pile of worms squirming in different directions. I couldn’t have managed the afterlife without you.”

Faith surveyed the desert for the last time. “What’s it like, being a Zephyr?”

“The description will seem unpleasant, but don’t be afraid,” said Nakayama. “Your body and mind will disintegrate and spread throughout the Wheel. From there, you’ll be a boon to all sentient beings.”

Faith approached the cave again. “You mean I’ll help people?”

“All people.”

“Good enough for me.” Faith leapt into the cave. The Mountain swallowed her. Nakayama turned to the desert and unfolded a forty-foot wingspan.

Her launch rolled a sonic boom over the dunes.

In seconds, she found Anihilato and Jay.

Her touchdown raised swirls of sand.

Anihilato tried to squirm, but Jay’s gaze was debilitating. “Stay away!” it shouted.

“Stay away?” Nakayama drew near. “Oh, Anihilato, how you’ve forgotten. I’m your salvation. Your task is complete.”

“Careful!” said Jay. “I’ve got to keep eye-contact.”

“I’ll take it from here.” Nakayama’s wings scintillated and morphed. Every feather became an eyeball. The wings formed a dome over Anihilato with eyes facing inward. Anihilato was too petrified to even blink. Jay took the chance to rub his own eyes.

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Nakayama popped off both wings and stepped away from them. “Thank you Jay. If you hadn’t held it here, Anihilato might have hid for all eternity.”

“I’ve got questions,” said Jay.

“I’ve got answers, but I can’t guarantee they’re to your questions.” Nakayama unsleeved ten blue arms to lift one corner of the dome of wings, and entered. Jay saw, through the lifted corner, Anihilato frozen in fear. “Ask away.”

“If I understand correctly,” said Jay, “my world isn’t the real one.”

“That’s a matter of perspective.” Nakayama put all her hands on Anihilato’s ten hind legs. The legs popped off easily, and Nakayama swallowed them whole. Anihilato groaned. “From my vantage point, your world is as real as anything else. It’s subsidiary to another world, but if it weren’t real, it couldn’t be subsidiary to anything.”

Jay nodded. Even freed from Anihilato’s glare, he stayed stationary. “The strangest thing, though,” he said, “is that some aspects of your original world slip into my subsidiary one. For example, I heard the story of a Blue Virgil who read manga from a library of texts supposedly from the future. After reading the manga, they visited Japan to meet the author while they wrote it. If I understand correctly,” he wagered, “the Blue Virgil’s copy of the manga actually came from you, from your original world. But it was also being written in my subsidiary world. What are the chances of that?”

Nakayama shrugged all ten shoulders and popped off Anihilato’s remaining legs. “Your world’s an unsupervised machine-learning algorithm. If I understood how it worked, it wouldn’t work at all. Its goal is reconstructing Earth’s population’s principal components, so I’m not surprised it accidentally reflected my original reality.”

Jay nodded. “Did your original Earth have Hitler? Or Stalin?”

Nakayama popped off Anihilato’s twenty arms and ate them one-by-one. The worm-monster crumpled on the sand, whimpering. Asked Nakayama, “who?”

“Their regimes killed millions.”

“Oh! I remember now.” Nakayama took Anihilato’s tail and whipped its body to snap its spine. “You must be from the early 2000s.”

“How’d you know?”

“By 2399, Hitler and Stalin don’t even make the top-ten list of murderous authoritarian dictators.”

“Gosh. My subsidiary world’s in for a few rough centuries.”

“Every century is rough, and for the same reasons. What changes, is us.” Nakayama merged her five left arms together, and they became a jet engine. Blue fire spewed forty meters.

“No! Please!” Despite its protest, Nakayama scorched Anihilato’s scalp. “Aaaugh!” Its six eyeballs boiled and burst.

Nakayama absorbed the dome of wings under her robes, then strode to Anihilato’s writhing tail and caught its end in her beak. Nakayama inhaled, which stoked Anihilato’s flaming head to char. It stopped screaming and the flames spread to its shoulders. Nakayama blew smoke toward the sunset, then inhaled again, searing Anihilato to its waist.

“Phooo.” Nakayama blew more smoke. “Jay, care to help out? I’m drowning in this thing.”

Jay nodded. Nakayama put Anihilato’s tail in Jay’s mouth. Jay breathed deep. When he finished coughing, Jay opened his eyes and they were jewel-like and green. “Wow. I can see forever.”

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“Eh. You get used to it.” Nakayama inhaled Anihilato again, and the monster crumbled into ash. “You and I contain enough data to recreate Earth’s population within any degree of accuracy. Time to end this. I’ll unite you with the other Zephyrs.”

“I’m already one with everything,” said Jay. “I contain Beatrice, and Faith, and Dan, and Leo, and everyone else, and I always have.”

“I’m taking you to the Mountain.”

“The Mountain is in me.” Jay couldn’t stand. Smoking Anihilato had wrecked his sense of balance. “Carry me?”

Nakayama cradled him in her wings. “I can’t carry you and fly. I could throw you to the Mountain, or I could escort you inside me.”

“Do what you’re gonna do.”

“Of course. It’s not like I could do what I’m not going to do.” Nakayama swallowed Jay and launched into the sky.

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