Before I start this story I have to warn everyone. I may (so will unless something suddenly changes about me so my life and everyone else's depends on it) be slow updating.
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Prologue
"Grandfather, I know the study of alternate worlds must be simply fascinating, but don't you think this is going a little far?"
Belgarion, King of Riva, Lord Over the Western Sea, and Godslayer, and Belgarath, Disciple of the god Aldur, were rather carefully constructing a man-sized machine Beldin claimed would open a portal hole and yet be able to contain it.
"No", Belgarath responded, "If Beldin says something will work, it usually does." "Yes, but a dimensional doorway?" "Garion, it's this simple. We see if it works. If it does not, you and I go and throw Beldin out his window for warping us to a different universe or for causing an explosion in our faces with his little 'machine'. Either one works for me."
Garion just looked skeptically at the device. "Well?" Belgarath demanded. "Aren't you going to do something? Here, attach that silver crescent to that piping."
"And how will this work?" Garion asked. "We put this together, then this part here spins with such force that it creates a small tear in the barriers that hold this and the other nearest dimension separate." Belgarath seemed to think over what he had just said, then he quickly added, "Of course, a tear only big enough for us to observe."
Belgarion suddenly began to think that his Aunt Polgara's teases were true. Belgarath was becoming senile.
"Grandfather, you do realize this is insane right?"
"Wherever did you get that idea?"
"If this starts another rip in the universe…"
"Everyone dies."
"Exactly. And I have no intention of going off andkillinganother god and I don't anyone else is to keen on the idea either."
"Well, let's just see what happens. Now, this is almost ready to start. Be ready."
"Exactly what should I be ready for?"
"Oh, I don't know. Possibly a cataclysmic explosion."
Quite suddenly, the world began to swirl. Belgarion and Belgarath were swept up and blown into the machine.
Sitting in his tower, Beldin heard something rather strange. He thought it sounded something like this: "BELDIN! I'M GOING TO KILL YOU FOR THIS!"He decided he was probably just hearing things.
