I countered with guarantees that they wouldn't try to freeze any allied realities. That conscious beings would retain choice.

Back and forth. Compromising. Finding middle ground. Luna provided technical specifications for boundary zones. Spaces where Order and Chaos could interact without destroying each other.

Thea offered to have Unity serve as permanent mediator. A living bridge who understood both perspectives.

James Marcus pledged military restraint. No aggressive expansion into ordered space.

Slowly, painfully, we built a treaty.

"The Coexistence Accord," I read aloud finally. "Realities remain chaotic and free to evolve. Ordered domains remain static and perfect. Interaction occurs only at designated boundary zones. Unity serves as mediator between perspectives....