Anything… could happen. A marble would move across the table and fall off, while a star probably detonated lightyears away from where you are now.
Things are unpredictable, bringing chaos and destruction. Would you even know? You could be watching TV right now, or asleep, and someone has died.
When those events clash, you would never know unless you were informed of the terrors.
The multiverse is so vast… and full of life. I am proud of our creation, but life doesn’t last long.
Once a brother, now a traitor with no power, searches through the center of the multiverse, where my most valuable universe sits.
The Superverse.
The creation of Lastis Kiythendous is a mighty hope to those who could find it.
It took all of our power to create the weapon. Now, we remain in a weakened state: souls instead of astronomical beings.
We rely on five, and only five. Young enough to have greater and longer-lasting hearts, old enough to understand such a crisis. We hope these five can locate the weapon so our universe will not be overrun by shadow.
You have my word… Vigilzante.
