Well, so much for 'updated fairly quickly'. Although I suppose this is fairly quick for me. I'm still writing a bit ahead of what I'm posting, though.
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Everything could be broken down into fundamental forces, into magnetism and electricity, friction and momentum. Looked at from a certain angle, the whole world was quantifiable, describable, laid out in Braig's mind as a set of equations and variable.
That wasn't, however, quite true. Not yet. There were still some things physics could not explain. Braig could not reach his mind into the center of the atom (for how could he perceive, when the act of perception changed the thing perceived?) or into all the vast emptiness of space (for how could he describe, when space was full of so much matter that could not be found?).
Perhaps, he thought, understanding the heart was the first step toward the one unified theory that could explain everything. Perhaps if they studied the heart, they would find that one small fact that would change everything. He had looked, it seemed, everywhere else.
Xigbar could still map out the universe, turning it into force and friction, Joules and ohms and Tesla. Only now he could make the leap between thought and action. What he knew and what he could do were one. He knew how much upward acceleration he needed to apply to reverse his personal gravity and walk on the ceiling (2g2(9.84 m/s2)19.68m/s2). He knew how to shoot, just like always. It was only a matter of firing angle, time, acceleration, and distance (Δxv0cosθ(Δt); Δyv0sinθ(Δt)+ ½g(Δt)2). He could ripple space, passing through the darkness he had always known was there unseen, and appear wherever he wished. Given a lever and a place to stand, he could move worlds.
He expected to fade. That was a fact as sure as KE½mv2. Xigbar understood physics, so he knew it was coming, slow but sure.
There was simply no getting around entropy.
