The genius of all this is that even if such a multiuniverse reality were true—in which we human beings are just one of many intelligent races, on the periphery of our own universe, living out our own version of the salvation story—this does not mean we are unimportant. In Lewis’s imagination, we have to remember that it is Aslan who is judge; Aslan who is maker; Aslan who is quietly whispering to souls. In this way, every race, however peripheral, is at the center of its Creator’s affection.
