Naruyashan
Reality's Janitor
A lone figure crouches atop a pillar that rises to a point beyond infinity. A sickening grin splits what little of its face that is not covered by the pitch black hood it wears. Its gaze sweeps over the scene before it, the winding tapestry that is the Multiverse. Despite the constant conflict within, the universes of this sector appear almost... tranquil. Such peace... It's a shame that it is only fleeting.
With but a flick of his finger, he bends the Multiverse to his will, the threads snapping, reforming. Energy flies everywhere as the threads strain to reconnect the universes they had previously been so close to. “Such beauty...” A voice echoes in the darkness, reaching everything yet unheard. “Such chaos…”A mass of darkness breaks off from the figure. By some unspoken command, it drifts towards the nearest universe. No more than ten minutes later, the light of the universe dims… before being replaced by darkness.
-OoO-
A pair of beings stand above even that, watching through tired eyes. “He has come.” The elder of the two says, looking down at the tenth-dimensional geometry making up the floor. The younger tenses. “You don’t mean…?” The elder manages to nod, but does not raise his gaze to watch the chaos. “Yes. Raquiel.” The younger inhales sharply at that. “Why… why do we not stop him?”
The elder lets out a chuckle, unable to keep it from emerging. The chuckle builds, eventually becoming a full-blown guffaw before the elder reins himself in. “If only we could. We do not have the power to do so. Even if we did… Well, you know who sent him, yes?” The younger hesitates, opening his mouth to protest… then closes it, giving a nod. For a moment, they share a tired sigh, before turning to watch the chaos.
-oOo-
Hope is lost. Raquiel has arrived, and his servant has begun decimating the multiverse. Yet… even against all odds, there is hope. I the far reaches of the multiverse, the heroes of the past and present all find themselves in a new environment. With destruction creeping closer and closer as time goes on, it is they who will decide the fate of the universe. The end is nigh…
Yet a new beginning may just be in reach.
With but a flick of his finger, he bends the Multiverse to his will, the threads snapping, reforming. Energy flies everywhere as the threads strain to reconnect the universes they had previously been so close to. “Such beauty...” A voice echoes in the darkness, reaching everything yet unheard. “Such chaos…”A mass of darkness breaks off from the figure. By some unspoken command, it drifts towards the nearest universe. No more than ten minutes later, the light of the universe dims… before being replaced by darkness.
-OoO-
A pair of beings stand above even that, watching through tired eyes. “He has come.” The elder of the two says, looking down at the tenth-dimensional geometry making up the floor. The younger tenses. “You don’t mean…?” The elder manages to nod, but does not raise his gaze to watch the chaos. “Yes. Raquiel.” The younger inhales sharply at that. “Why… why do we not stop him?”
The elder lets out a chuckle, unable to keep it from emerging. The chuckle builds, eventually becoming a full-blown guffaw before the elder reins himself in. “If only we could. We do not have the power to do so. Even if we did… Well, you know who sent him, yes?” The younger hesitates, opening his mouth to protest… then closes it, giving a nod. For a moment, they share a tired sigh, before turning to watch the chaos.
-oOo-
Hope is lost. Raquiel has arrived, and his servant has begun decimating the multiverse. Yet… even against all odds, there is hope. I the far reaches of the multiverse, the heroes of the past and present all find themselves in a new environment. With destruction creeping closer and closer as time goes on, it is they who will decide the fate of the universe. The end is nigh…
Yet a new beginning may just be in reach.