After the absorption of the shadow of the spark resurrected in the two singularities, the peace that had sowed in the multiverse seemed illusory. Mara and Costs were watching carefully, aware that attempts to control the primordial forces of existence were never completely final. The fire and shadow had been separated, but in the depths of the multiverse another type of energy began to take shape, an energy that did not respect the known laws, nor the balance created.

It was a quiet morning, when Mara felt the vibrations for the first time. They were not strong, but they had something strange - a subtle dissonance, which seemed to challenge all the laws they knew about the cosmic order.

"Costs," Mara said, with a shadow of concern in the voice, "it is not just another echo. These vibrations ... are unstable in a way that defies any cycle of creation and dissolution. It is something completely new."

Costs stopped from the adjustments of string frequencies and felt the disturbance. It was as if the entire structure of the multiverse was beginning to vibrate in a way that belonged to neither order nor chaos.

"I'm ... a paradox," he said slowly. "Something that exists beyond our ordinary cycles, beyond the duality between light and darkness. It is as if reality begins to challenge its own laws."

Mara looked in the multidimensional maps of strings, noting how a multiverse area was beginning to show more and more intense disturbances. "He is expanding," she said, with increasing anxiety. "If we do not intervene, this paradox could destabilize everything."

* * *

Their journey to the source of disturbance took them to an unknown region of the multiverse, where the strings seemed to be caught in controlled chaos. Each fiber of reality pulled into a frequency that defied logic-an energy that was folded and affected itself, as if the entire fabric of the cosmos was reconfigured in a completely paradoxical way.

"Look at this," he said to Costs, indicating a structure that floated in the middle of chaos-a huge knot, which seemed to change constantly between different forms, never stable, but not completely destroyed.

In the center of that knot, two silhouettes began to take shape. There were neither pure light beings nor shadows - there were entities that seemed to be made up of the contradictory, constantly oscillating between opposite states. Each of them seemed to exist simultaneously in several versions of reality, in the same place, but in different sizes.

"We are born from the paradox," a deep, but distorted voice echoed, as if reality itself bent under their weight. "We are the result of your attempts to control what cannot be controlled. The fire and the shadow have been separated, but they gave us new birth-beings that exist outside your cycles, outside any logic of creation or dissolution."

Mara and Costs felt the space around them contract and expanded simultaneously, as if the presence of these entities forced reality to adapt in impossible ways. "What are you?" Mara asked, aware of the huge danger that these entities represented.

"We are the incarnate paradox," said one of the silhouettes, oscillating between transparency and opacity. "We are the result of the collision between the cosmic order and the primordial chaos, between fire and shadow. We were created when you tried to force their separation. We do not exist in the same way that the rest of reality exists - we are beyond any temporal or spatial constraint."

Costs feel the increasing tension in the strings of reality. "But what do you want? What are you going to do?"

"We want nothing, in the sense in which you understand the desire," said the second entity, whose form seemed to be distorted in an infinite spiral of possibilities. "We are the natural state of the multiverse - a state in which the paradox is not a defect, but a perfect balance. Creation and dissolution are just two facets of a much more complex currency. We are that complexity."

Mara understood the implications with horror. The born in the paradox did not seek to destroy the multiverse, but their presence defied any balance. They represented a state in which all the possibilities coexisted simultaneously, without ever completing themselves in a clear reality. This was neither order nor chaos - it was a permanent state of existence, without beginning and without end, in which the cycles of creation and destruction were suspended.

"If you stay here, you will destroy the dynamic balance of the multiverse," Mara said. "Everything will become a fractured reality, in which nothing will be complete."

The first entity laughed, a sound that seemed to vibrate by multiple dimensions. "Exactly. This is the true balance - a place where nothing is completed, where everything is permanently transition. Why should the reality follow a simple line, when it can be an infinite tree of possibilities?"

Mara and Costs were looking at themselves, knowing that a simple solution was not possible. The born in the paradox could not be eliminated by force, because their nature is the very logical of the struggle. There had to be a way to integrate these entities without destroying the balance they watched.

"We cannot absorb them in singularities," said Costs, thinking. "They are too unstable. Any attempt to fix them at a point would end up destroying both the singularity and the structure around it."

Mara thought about the nature of the paradox. "Maybe we don't have to eliminate them," she said slowly. "We may have to let them exist, but in a controlled way. If we can create a space in which to coexist without expanding, a kind of paradoxical knot itself, we could maintain the balance without destroying them."

Costs understood the plan immediately. "A temporary and spatial insulated node. A place where all their possibilities coexist, but cannot affect the outside multiverse."

* * *

Using their profound knowledge about the strings of reality, Mara and Costs began to create a barrier around the paradox. This special knot was not to be a prison, but a space dedicated to the paradox itself - a place where their beings could exist without destabilizing the whole cosmos.

The entities noticed their attempt, but they did not oppose. "Create a place for us, but you know you can't stop the paradox," said one of them, while the strings gathered around them. "We exist outside any attempt to control us."

"We do not try to control you," Mara replied, resolutely. "We are trying to find a new balance. In a multivers based on cycles and transitions, you are another form of existence. But we cannot let you destroy everything."

As the barrier is formed, the paradox's births were absorbed into the new knot. Here, they could exist in their infinity of contradictory states, but without extending beyond the limits imposed. The reality around them began to stabilize, and the string vibrations gradually calmed.

Mara and Costs watched the result of their work, aware that their resolution was not final, but it was enough for the moment.

"The paradox will always remain a part of the multiverse," Mara said. "But we managed to manage it, at least for now."

Costs looked at the paradoxical knot, in which all the possibilities coexisted without disturbing the dynamic balance. "Yes, but we have to be vigilant. Because where there is a paradox, there is a risk that the reality will break again."

Thus, the guards resumed their role, aware that the multiverse was a place full of mysteries and paradoxes still undiscovered. They watched, knowing that the balance was always fragile and that the primordial forces were closer to being released than ever.

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