The apparent tranquility that ruled over the multiverse, now reconsolidated after creating the buffer space for the fragmentary shadow, seemed to be a sign of a renewed stability. Mara and Costs watched on the complex network of destinies, each temporal string keeping their harmony. However, in their depths, they felt that the order was too fragile. As always, tranquility was just the prelude to a new transformation.

The multiverse had evolved in an infinite multiple, a vastness of interconnected realities, but not all consciousness were reconciled with this new balance. Although the fragmentary shadow had been isolated in a separate dimension, a persistent feeling of tension had begun to pulse again through strings. It was like a silent but powerful vibration, coming from a distant place, one that seemed to have been forgotten or ignored for a long time.

"Do you feel this?" Mara asked, his voice loaded with concern. "It is not just a simple anomaly. It is something much older, deeper."

Costs nodded, looking at the temporal maps that revealed a strange fluctuation in the quiet background of realities. "It seems to come from an unknown region of the multiverse. An area I have never completely explored. This is not a simple disturbance, but an echo of an old event."

The two guards realized that this signal could not be ignored. If the evolution of the multiverse was to continue, this source had to be investigated, and the enigma had to be unraveled.

* * *

As Mara and Costs were heading to the source of fluctuation, they discovered an unknown region, where the structure of the multiverse seemed different. It was a place where the realities were not harmonious as in the multiple infinity. Instead, they seemed to be suspended, like incomplete fragments, each locked in their own cycle, without being able to interact with the others.

"This is an anomaly of a magnitude that I have never seen," he said to Costs, trying to understand what was happening. "Each of these realities seems to be caught in a loop. They are not part of the multiple infinity, but they are not completely isolated."

Mara looked in the depths of this distorted area. "These realities ... have never been integrated into the multivers. They are the remains of an old structure, before the existence of the multiple infinity."

As they went forward, they felt an old presence, hidden behind these fractured realities. It was something they had never encountered - a force that seemed to be related to the origins of the multiverse, a being that had existed since the beginning of creation.

From the darkness of these suspended realities, a voice began to speak. It was deep and resounding, as if it came from the depths of time.

"You came back," said the voice. "You, those who played with the structure of existence. You have returned to me."

Mara and Costs looked around, trying to locate the exact source of that voice. From the shadows of the suspended realities, a gigantic, but vague entity began to form as a manifestation of all forgotten temporal fragments. This being was not like fragmentary shadow. He was older and much stronger. It seemed to be the manifestation of a temporal paradox itself, one that had been allowed to deepen outside the perception of the multiverse.

"Who are you?" Mara asked, with an increased attention.

"I am the cyclical factor," said the entity. "I am the remnant of the first structures of reality, before the multiple infinity is created. Before you bring the illusory harmony, I have mastered the cycles of existence. But you forgot about me. You have chosen to isolate me, to ignore me. But I cannot be ignored forever."

Mara felt a cold chill. The cyclical factor seemed to have been part of the first attempts to organize the multiverse, but had been enclosed in an isolated corner of reality when the current order was established. Now, he demanded recognition and restoration of the cycles he had created.

"The order of the multiple infinity was not conceived to ignore you," Mara said. "It has evolved to give balance to all realities. But your cycles are incomplete, trapped in endless loops."

The maker laughed, a sound that vibrated through all the strings around. "And what is your balance, if not a subtle form of stagnation? The choices, destinies-all are just another form of cyclicality, masked under the illusion of diversity. But you do not yet understand. I do not ask to submit. I ask to continue my cycles, to be part of the structure you created."

Costs, trying to understand the entity's intentions, realized a new threat. "If your cycles reintegrate into multiverse without control, they will destabilize the whole structure. The multiple infinite is based on continuous evolution, not on the endless repetition of the same destinies."

The maker approached, and the fractured realities around him began to vibrate. "You can't stop me. The cycles must continue. I am what was before, and I will be what comes after. Every beginning brings an end, and every end a new beginning. It is time to reintegrate what was taken to me."

Mara and Costs understood that, in order to keep the multiverse's stability, they had to find a way to reconcile these old cycles with the new order of the multiple infinity. If the cyclicality maker was to be reintegrated, a solution had to be found to avoid repetition and stagnation.

* * *

With a deep concentration, the two guards began to study the strings that surrounded this region of suspended realities. Mara felt that the solution was not to block the cycles, but to transform them. If the cycles could be released from their closed loops, they could evolve into a form that adapts to the new multiverse structure.

"Factor," Mara said calmly, "you should not oppose the current order. Your cycles can continue, but they must be released from the endless repeat. We can offer them an evolution, one that will allow them to reintegrate without destroying what was built."

The maker was silent for a moment, analyzing the proposal. "And what guarantee I have that I will not be closed again? That you will not insulate me, as you did before?"

"None," he replied to Costs. "But this multiverse is no longer the same. We have learned from the mistakes of the past. We do not ask you to obey, but to collaborate. If you want to continue, you must be part of the evolution, not just a simple repetitor of the old cycles."

With a heavy silence, the maker began to withdraw his dark tentacles that enveloped the suspended realities. The surrounding temporal strings began to reconfigure, and the cycles blocked in their loops found a way to take place in a new direction.

"Very good," said the entity. "I will accept. But never forget-the cycles can not be completely eliminated. They will continue to exist, even in a changed form. And I will be here."

* * *

Mara and Costs watched as the region began to transform, and the suspended realities resumed their course, each cycle releasing its endless repetition. It was a new victory, but also a new beginning. The cyclical maker had been reintegrated into the multiverse, but its transformation was not complete. It would be an eternal witness to the flow of time and destiny, and the two guards knew that the fragile balance had to be watched with even greater attention.

The infinite multiple continued to evolve, and with him, all the challenges and enigmas that came from the depths of time.

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