There was about to be an incredible baby boom on Earth.
Rebirths weren't instant. Luc used the incredible power to yank the magic from every soul all at once, and they shrank, essentially becoming baby souls within seconds.
That part was fast. He quickly yanked the magical net in, shrinking it and drawing the power toward our circle of angels.
It hit us like a freight train. Every angel, including me, Luc, and Joel, the focus points, were knocked off our feet.
But the rope of power held. While we acclimated ourselves to holding more power than any of us could've ever imagined, all those souls began to disappear.
This was the slow part for them. They'd go to the astral plane on Earth, unconscious and unaware. Their little souls would attach to pregnancies, people in comas, and near-death experiences. Some of them would merge with the existing soul and memories, and awaken as a new, fresh person. Some would begin again and essentially be the same people they'd been before.
But it took time. When we finished resetting time, most of the souls would still be searching for a new home.
I turned my attention to the torrential flood of power. The rope had disappeared underneath the blazing glory that was the power of millions of souls.
As we linked hands again, Joel took over the direction of the flow. "It's too much," he called out. "Michael, Gabriel, I need you!"
Luc and I jumped to the side, holding hands and Michael and Gabe put their hands on Joel's shoulders. "We'll help you guide it," Gabe said.
I wished I could help, but I couldn't imagine how they were going to do this.
As it turned out, because of the connection, I was able to see it happen.
And it was glorious.
Joel cast a net of his own, but it went far beyond what we'd done to harness the soul power. It was more like an immense ward than a net. It swept through Abaddon, Purgatory, and the River. The energy and magic covered the Earth and stretched out through all the stars and moons, planets, and asteroids. It stretched to Elysium, to every nook and cranny in Earth and its connected planes.
"Does this connect to other planes? That other people have created?" I asked.
"I already thought of that," Luc said with his arm around me. "He said only the ones that operate with the same time lineation as Earth."
My heart sank. "So, not Raphael's realm." I'd hoped it would reverse time and give me back some of Ariel's childhood.
He shook his head as the magic began. My stomach lurched as the ground rumbled under me. I'd never felt the ground move like this. Not in Abaddon.
And then, time stood still. Though I knew through our connections, both personal and the one we'd made for the flow of power, that they were somehow unraveling some sort of weave, physically they looked frozen. Gravity ceased to exist, and for the first time, I wondered how gravity worked in Abaddon, given we weren't technically on Earth. Laughter bubbled through my mind, but my body was weightless, floating a few inches off the ground alongside the others.
I tried to turn my head, but the ability to move had left me. I didn't breathe. None of my muscles worked.
Not even my eyes would shift. All I saw was the spot I'd been staring at before it all began. Joel, Gabriel, and Michael.
As time stretched—or as it reversed—I began to count, curious how long this was taking. My body felt no need to breathe, move, or react in any way. Everything but my mind, and the flow of power, was in a state of true stasis.
By the time I counted to a thousand, I was beginning to wonder how much longer it would take. I was frozen, inches off the ground, while Michael, Gabriel, and Joel wrestled with the magic.
The flow of power began to wane. They were using so much power that they'd begun to use it up. Would they be injured by this?
Had we taken on too much?
When my mind had worked my emotions up into a good panic that I couldn't vent because everything was frozen, everything changed.
They completed their un-weaving, and the world snapped. I landed lightly on my feet and my panic dissipated. I looked around. The flow of power was gone.
"I have no power," Lucifer mumbled.
Turning to look behind me, I gasped. "The gates," I said.
They were closed.
