The First Error Was Asking
"Everything you are about to learn is wrong. But it will be wrong in increasingly useful ways."
Introduction
Welcome, reluctant scholar, to the Infinite Elsewhere: a sprawling, tangled, and deeply inconvenient attempt to catalogue the uncatalogueable. This is not a map. It is a warning. A record. A field journal written mid-collapse by someone who didn’t ask to be here and is now in too deep to stop.
The Infinite Elsewhere is everything that is not the Inn.
It is the weave beyond the walls. The worlds that might be real, the gods that might be listening, and the ideas that refused to stay fictional. It is where Realms rise, fall, and occasionally scream. It is where belief becomes structure, emotion becomes direction, and stories become architecture. It is not meant to be understood—only endured, charted, and, if possible, avoided entirely.
Within these pages, you will find theories masquerading as truths, truths disguised as metaphors, and metaphors that got out of hand and now run minor religions. You will learn about Threads, about the Loom, about the Pattern, the Tilt, the Spiral Hells, the Blooming Road, the Knotgrave, the Hollowdark, the Fae Wilds, the Unfathomed, and other places with names that should have come with disclaimers.
You will encounter entities that were never meant to be remembered.
You will see belief solidify into law.
You will learn why some doors should never be opened—even (especially) the metaphorical ones.
This volume is not definitive. It cannot be. Reality changes when you aren’t looking at it. Gods rewrite themselves for attention. Theories unravel out of spite. And sometimes the page turns itself and you find your name in a sentence you didn’t write.
But it is a beginning.
And beginnings are rare things in a world made entirely of middles and endings.
So settle in. Open your mind.
And for the love of the Pattern, do not read aloud anything written in red ink.
Disclaimer:
The author accepts no responsibility for personal unraveling, ontological displacement, unrequested enlightenment, or spontaneous narrative inversion resulting from the reading, interpretation, or misapplication of the contents herein.
Exposure to raw cosmological theory may result in vertigo, déjà vu, divine interest, or minor conceptual possession. If symptoms persist, consult a local anchor of reality—preferably one not currently on fire.
By continuing to read, you consent to being observed by at least one sentient metaphor.
Do not attempt to cite this volume in philosophical duels without a licensed archivist present.
— S.N.
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