November 21, 2072

The healing began. The Multiverse was given a start to the change, in 2033 and moving forward, the computer worked full time trying to avoid this awful future. By 2067, at the eve of the opening of the portal, Marylin had destroyed the primal chip and decentralized herself. She felt in her heart either the Multiverse would grant her this child or it would, like Liam take her billions of years but Attraction would return. There was a future where she lived on that porch.

Sophie was back, powerless in Command Room of the Electoral Center. She had not willed it. She had just finished reading the touching ending.

She looked at Laurent’s deformed body. Before she could say anything, there was a first small reset not unlike how the Wolf at the high school dance was healed. There was a click, the body of Laurent changed, on him appeared some mild features and some hair. He had been healed a small amount. One band member vanished from the stage. Next to her, in the room, there were some mild changes. Then, a second click, Laurent was healing.

On earth, scars began to heal. One by one, the Multiverse reset herself to this better timeline. Marilyn had understood who she could become, how to avoid the future simply by reading the book. She also felt in her heart like Francois was there, somewhere. None of it made sense, that was Attraction. The future was set.

Events changed.

One, two and fist things clicked. The Center had no place, the ground, all of it. Then, without a word, Sophie was gone, so was Liam, Emilio and the whole group on mars. The Electoral Center vanished one piece by piece from the surface of the planet. The Apocalypse also returned to the sun.

The Sixth Attraction was not nullified, they never are. They remain temporal scar tissue linked with a point. Everyone forgot these events. It was her birthday.

She blew 13 candles and no one except a handful who read the book would know of the sacrifices of the young girl.

The End