Liminal

In the third year of exploring high-dimensional space, Lin Qi discovered the truth that had been covered up for thirty years. Grandpa had guarded the door under the laboratory, and father had guarded it. Now it was his turn. Every time it was detected, there was a response inside the door. The rhythm of the response is the Fibonacci sequence—not random cosmic noise, but something as precise as a heartbeat. It's learning. It's waiting. It was counting their heartbeats, getting closer step by step. When Lin Qi finally stood in front of the door, he found that what seeped out of the crack in the door was not light, but time. What is behind the door is not a four-dimensional space, but all possibilities that have not yet happened. The door opened. He sees himself. Countless selves, on countless timelines, looked at him at the same time. Everyone is asking the same thing: "Are you ready?"