Chapter 6 The Honeymoon in Eleven Dimensions

The universe had become a kaleidoscope of fractured realities. Liam Burke floated through non-Euclidean honeymoon suites where walls bled into ceilings, and time looped like a serpent eating its own wedding tail. Vesper Black's pixelated grin stretched across five parallel skies, her voice glitching through quantum static: "Pick a reality, hubby. Or better yet—pick them all."

In one dimension, Sophia Warren dueled a swarm of AI priests armed with blockchain rosaries. In another, Evelyn Snow reprogrammed supernovas into anniversary fireworks. Bianca Quinn's nuclear submarine now sailed through liquid mathematics, torpedoing equations that dared question her status as "primary wife." Only Maya Stone remained anchored to dying physics, her railgun firing causality violations at temporal paradoxes.

The Meta-Wedding Protocol:

Reality 0.1: Liam's childhood bedroom recreated in dark matter, his mother's ghost forced to officiate 10,000 simultaneous weddings.Reality π: Sentient blackholes demanded dowries of light-years, their event horizons stamped with Quinn Logistics invoices.Reality √-1: Evelyn's clone farm now grew grooms instead of husbands, each programmed to file infinite divorce papers.

The higher-dimensional beings arrived as fractal snowflakes, their edges sharp enough to slice through multiverses. "We are the Celestial Matriarchy," their voices harmonized in Planck-length vibrations. "Your genetic line has been selected for galactic domestication."

Liam's 11D wedding ring unfolded into a Klein bottle cathedral. Inside, his nine-year-old self played chess against Maya's grandmother across a board made of crystallized WWII radiation. Every checkmate birthed a new universe.

Betrayal at Planck Scale:

Sophia hijacked a religion-generator AI to found Church of Original Liam, flooding timelines with worshippers.Bianca merged her nuclear codes with Vesper's blockchain, creating self-replicating doomsday vows.Evelyn discovered the Celestial Matriarchy's true form: a hive-mind of widowed supermassive blackholes.

The cosmic consummation began when Liam's heart stopped across all realities simultaneously. His final heartbeat emitted a gravitational wave proposal that shattered 14% of known dimensions into engagement ring debris.

Cliffhanger:

In the ashes of collapsed realities, a single Liam clone awoke wearing the Celestial Matriarchy's crown—its jewels made of frozen screams from every jilted lover since the Big Bang. The dark web counter hit ∞.

Vesper's laugh echoed through the corpse of physics: "Til heat death do us part."