Chapter#1-Dreams Of The Past

Standing on the deck of a giant cruise ship, the side of which reads "Wonder of Seas", a man in his early thirties_wearing a blood-stained grey suit, dark hair with a hint of silver, slight stubble, ocean blue eyes, and pale white skin_stares off into the distance where he finds a giant pagoda standing in a sea of crimson marred with torn limbs and other ruined human organs. A disgusting stench carries itself to the man, who twitches his nose and finally comes out of trance.

Seeing as the ship had seemingly frozen in place, the man shrugs his shoulder and dives into the sea of limbs and blood, quite literally. After a few minutes of swimming; quite undisturbed by the horrific environment around him, after all, he was the cause of this bloodbath either directly or indirectly; he reaches the stairs to the large archaic wooden door of the pagoda which seems to be carved out of a single large black stone.

"The Guardian's keep", he mutters out loud.

Just as he reaches the door, the double door swings open to the inside of the ancient structure. After hesitating for a few minutes, he exhales and takes steady steps inside.

Darkness envelops him as he continues walking on what seems to be water. His reflection in it glows slightly which provides him a bit of comfort. The long hallway opens into a large room, the ceiling of which depicts murals of the advancement of human civilization from left to right as it goes from the stone ages to the medieval ages to the industrial age to the meta age and finally to the exploratory age which depicts humongous space ships leaving earth which appears barren and wrought with disasters. The rightmost and last mural depicts the earth enshrouded in deep, bone-chilling darkness. A shudder runs through the man as his focus shifts to the center of the room where a mirror is placed on a primitive altar.

Suddenly, his pupils dilate as he goes into a trance-like state. Reaching the mirror he draws blood by biting his finger and drips a few drops on its surface.

The man recovers from his trance and sees a huge hologram depicting the cosmos appear in the air. A shiny golden thread, which he will come to understand as "string of fate" in the future, rises from between his eyes and moves into the cosmos depicted in front of him as though interacting with it. The scene of the universe continues to shift as countless galaxies and whatnot whizzes past his vision as the golden threat finally settles on a solar system with two suns.

One Blue yellow sun, around which a blue planet roughly the size of 5 piles of earth appears to be orbiting and the other vile crimson sun around which seven planets of different proportions seem to orbit, and finally both the suns were also orbiting around each other.

As the thread continues to the blue planet and settles somewhere, his vision zooms out and he sees what could only be described as an ineffable sight_countless shiny golden threads protrude out of every corner of the vast multiverse as they weave into a formation so unimaginably divine and empyrean that his head exploded, literally, from just a glimpse of it.