Interlude
The entity which was once a young man looked at the world which was part of the timeline which he once belonged to. He was told that he could never return to it. That was the price of his transgression, and while it was his intention to right what he had made wrong, he knew that it would be unwise to openly disobey the laws set forth by those who had assimilated him into their society.
Still, they had allowed him to make some observations. He'd been able to observe some which were not of the timeline which birthed him, but rather of the one which he'd created through his rash actions. Some of them were very interesting.
None of them were quite as advanced as he had become, naturally. Few of them could achieve the barest fraction of the wisdom and power that he had come to gain from the Elders. None of them should have been able to access the doorway.
But some did. That in itself was an amusing surprise to the Elders. They were not easily amused. It was a relief of sorts for the infant god, for he knew that being the youngest, newest member of this society required, among other things, that one does not anger one's masters unnecessarily. Now his only concern was explaining other questionable actions.
"You know that you are forbidden to interfere with the fates of mortals," the Elders all spoke as if they were one entity, rather than several. "yet a woman that surely would have died breathes still the air of life."
"Yes."
The Elders smiled. It was not a malicious smile, for their race was one that was above such petty emotions. It was simply a smile, one whose meaning the infant god was unable to determine. "So, then," they continued, "you admit that you willfully disobeyed our law."
"Elders, I was once of their-"
"Yes or no will do."
His eyes lowered, ready to receive the punishment which was surely to be the consequence of his next answer.
"Yes."
The Elders nodded, all in unison. "You are young, no, you have not been alive long enough to be young," they corrected themselves. "And as such, you do not yet understand the consequences of breaking the rules. We will not punish you. Rather, we will allow you to continue your actions."
The infant-god's eyes widened. "Elders-?"
"It is your desire to correct what you deem 'wrong,' and so, you shall see whether or not you are able to do so."
The infant-god, he who was once a young man named David Haller, turned away in bewilderment.
"Go now, finish what you have started."
The infant-god left.