Fractality

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Fractality is a massive fractal that compromises of every single character, string, piece of texts, in existence and symbols across all known and unknown languages. The fractal incorporates every single known, unknown, or never will be discovered mathematical concept and idea, so the Fractal is the literal depiction of  with x being literally anything. The fractal represents the quantitative and qualitative representation of the absolute infinity and transfinity. The fractal compromises of a dark, colorless space of pure gibberish, which cancels out the normal text. The size of the black void would be way bigger, but the amount of gibberish collected is so large, it gets compressed in small strings of text. The normal text that surrounds the black void is called the 'white space'. The white space comprises of entire sentences, which are transformed into concepts, ideas and objects. While it contains all writing, it is serves as an archetype for all of it as well, every piece of data you have can be translated back to the fractality as the perfection of reality.
These objects can be anything from a paper airplane that can fly into space, to entire mythologies or mathematical concepts. These strange objects collect in Universes and Multiverses, or even larger structures, which makes up the white space. Objects and concepts often cannot exist yet in Universes, which leads to the existence of the grey smoke, an area of concepts, ideas and objects that are waiting to exist. The concepts of space, time, dimensionality, all Dimensions (like ∞ꝥꝥꝥꝥꝥ...ꝥꝥꝥ)and size all are contained by Fractality, as they can be expressed in words. Fractality is infinitely large, since infinity can be explained with words, making it a part of it. A rounded triangle shaped exists. Fractality contains many sets of an infinite sets of different cosmologies and structures. Fractality is not limited by the Lower-reality-layers, instead, the lowest possible layer of fractality will inhabit the lowest possible reality-layer. The highest layer of the fractality inhabits the biggest Upper-Reality-Layer. Every layer contained in fractality is such a level of Cosmology higher than the previous layer that it transcendence would be hard to describe.
Fractality serves as the final structure of every force in every logically possible reality or cosmology. The Fractality contains itself infinitely, as a final limit of the absolute would be impossible, any creature created stronger or above Fractality will be compensated by creating a lesser object. If not, the creature becomes a part of Finality, The final God. Since the Fractality contains a transfinite amount of layers, every layer has an absolute infinite amount of layers that are above or beyond itself. The creator of Fractality still remains unknown, if there was a creator at all was even a more obscure question.
== Story ==
Perhaps it took me some time to realize that the world of a 3-directional view was just a minor part of a grander piece of dust that you would call the grander universe. I made a promise to whoever I loved a long time ago, although at this point, I am before, after and during the period when I made that promise. That being that I would uncover the greatest truth of all. The true essence of existence, what really exists "out there". We have all heard the stories of man, metaphysical dreamworlds, layers of transcendence of universes, imaginative worlds with dwarfs and elves... Yet none captured a true sense of what is the true reality. Most are just a part of their dreams, a part of fantasy and cosmic horror. I realized after a while that whatever I thought of those types of stories was in some way correct, maybe they were all just some stories, but I am forming a new theory, maybe everything is true at the same time? Some sort of trivialism where everything is right, yet everything is fictional in a sense. It was written somewhere, a place likely blown away by now, that perhaps the true reality is just a set of stories telling stories, if that were to be the case, than I would imagine there have to be an absolute infinite amount of them. Perhaps not, maybe just an inaccessible infinite amount of them or even Aleph Null, but infinity is a no-limit in a sense but at the same time not, would you consider Aleph null a limit? But than I just realized, its true anyways right? A world below us? falling behind us? Where everything we would write down exists?
Would a person from a lower world write stories though? I am sure that we aren't the lowest one as we write stories ourselves, but is this the case in the lower world, or lower worlds? What even defines a "lower world" at this point? If I write down there are lets say, an infinite hierarchy and ladders of stories telling stories, would what I wrote down be present in a single lower world or be even split down even lower, like infinite stories would be created out of nowhere? Even with all of this theorizing, I failed to realize that, if I exist as a story, there must be an upper world also telling stories, which includes my world as well. If we write something below us, do the people below us write stories out of themselves or is it willed by the author itself? If we go back to my hierarchy example, what does it mean for a story to exist anyway besides just existing? If I write in my diary, is a world based around that diary be able to tell stories. I looked all around me and it made sense, it did, any story you'd write would pop up in a lower story, and just like that, it exists. My world was written as if I was mean to explore or discover places outside of it, the people look the same anyway, and I am writing stories, other people are as well, but mine are willed, theirs are not. Maybe its time to find the one who is the reason behind this all.
Simply by my will and drive to find the truth I can achieve pure greatness and go beyond what I saw as the world, I looked behind and saw the universe in a fractal like spiral infinitely repeating itself and breaching into infinite complexity. I was given god powers because it was willed for me to do so, I am not special as in I am still human, I am special as in I am the narrator of what happens next. I realized soon that I kept going deeper inside of the third dimension, I moved and moved further until I hit the 11th dimension, where the fractal of my world begins forming knots in on itself and weird/abstract structures form into itself for the infinite. I went through and through until I hit a countable infinite amount of dimensions, I realized I began going through a real only set of dimensional travel, while I was technically still transcending, I was still going futher on a number line. So for the next eternal time-span I traveled through and through adding extra points to my own dimensionality, I breached a transfinite amount of dimensions through Quaternions, Sedinions,.. Eventually reaching the pinnacle, of infinite such complex numbers and an absolute amount of them. In front of me was a gate.