Prologue

In a realm far removed from the eyes of reality.

Located in a vast ocean of myriad grey nil.

An unborn entity was battling to exist.

It started as a bulging blip of plausible something—a light black blob in a cradle of grey.

In this space, it fought desperately to differentiate itself from its surroundings.

Eventually with effort it completed its evolution, now resembling what appeared to be a black sphere.

Overcoming this difficult step, It moved on to the final stage, emerging itself into the fringes of reality.

This, although not a difficult task leads to the most difficult part in the cycle of existence: and that is existing.

Finally it reached the surface, eager to explore, it sped off into the distance.

It didn't get very far, however, in these fringes many predators lurk. The black ball as quickly as it left was spotted and consumed by a passing by creature.

Thus completing the cycle of existence of the black ball.

The creature was a strange existence, with a frame painted with a rainbow of colors and a shape that contained the transpositions of many life forms. The creature journeyed aimlessly atop the fringes of reality searching for something.

After what could been an eternity or a mere second the being aimlessly hunted the black balls that escaped the waters, before it found itself in front of strange glowing green orb obscured by the hazy grey waters.

Curious of the object the creature crept closer, revealing the orb to be that of severed human head.

Coming to a halt, in courtesy of the object, the being transformed into a shape closely resembling that of a human.

From within the strange swirling humanoid creature a multi-channeled voice emerged, uttering, "I have questions."

In response, the severed head shook violently, its eyes opening wide, emanating a vibrant display of green light.

The head grew a body dressed in a green robe. Conversely the spiraling entity transformed into the appearance of a woman adorned in red robes.

Between them, a strange chessboard of white and black appeared out of thin air. It had game pieces that looked like glowing spheres that floated right above its board.

The grey surroundings had turned into a multicolored swirl and after a moments time, the colors settled, the scenery now evolved into a lush green mountainous landscape.

Amidst this vibrant scene, the two now were now seated on chairs as black as shadows. Their bodies seemed to meld into the surroundings, blending with swirling spirals.

Once the environment settled the woman moved one of the orbs on the board.

In response the environment shifted once more and a sandy beach replaced the mountainous view, leading out towards a grand ocean.

"The weather is nice," she said, her hair now dancing in the ocean breeze.

The man frowned, his arms crossed, he stared off into the horizon.

He then went to take his turn in the game moving one of the game pieces he declared, "the weather IS."

The world rumbled insistently; the beach melted into a red hue revealing a land filled with hellish scenery.

The air became filled with the cries of anguish. As headless demons stabbed and ripped apart strange intangible creatures.

The woman observed the man, her eyes filled with questions, inquiring. "The peak of existence. Have you found it?"

The man gave a pained look, replying. "I long have wandered the endless expanses of the valley of nil, scaling many mountains but never reaching their peak."

The man sighed, as he looked at a scene where a human shaped figure was being stabbed in the chest by a demon with a trident.

"The cycle... Its end is already defined, but its beginning is always obscured." The man concluded.

Intrigued with the mans response, the woman moved her game piece.

The scene changed again, this time to an empty void painted with a gradient of green.

"The future is green," she declared excitedly.

There was an air of silence as the man looked around at the changed scenery.

The woman sat patiently, eager to hear the man's answer.

"Green brings the end to the cycle of existence." The man moved one of the game pieces and the board disappeared and the scenery returned back to murky grey ocean.

The woman heard the man's answer and frowned.

After a moment of stillness and frustration a golden scimitar appeared within her hands and without warning she swung it aiming at the green robed man's neck.