Cyrus thought for a moment. He had the answer, but he had to put it into words that would make sense to others. "I am...a catalyst. I once possessed the power to move the universe itself, for a microsecond. I understand now that I can never possess that power again..."

He stared out into space, up at the stars. "All those worlds...all the life upon them...what do they suffer through just to survive? It must change..."