Dyrtalan, or Dyrtelanexum from the old tongue, watched in shock as Luhrinnia was devoured. He knew he was next. He saw what she did, but hoped this all devouring god thing did not. The plane was becoming dark in every corner. Hundreds, maybe thousands of eyes turned to Him. that consuming darkness came in his direction. Based on what he saw, he knew he could only do something in the final seconds of his very celestial existence.
Just as Luhrinnia did, he moved all his power to some other space. He could not feel any peoples anymore. He could only feel the small creatures he loved so much. The devouring creature had already broken his connection to people. He took his power and created a secret space like never before. He connected all small creatures, in a secret hidden sub-realm. To Hide it further, he made it seem like it had always been there. He pumped the last of his divine energy into it.
This energy left him, connecting more than just the small creatures within this world, but it created a nexus that connected all of them. Like tiny silken threads all worlds could be connected this way. In his last thoughts, he hoped this did not doom all those worlds as well.