The Beginning of an End

As half of the aspects of existence heeded to Fate's orders, Daniel had made his way to conflict's territory.

With closed eyes he advanced past the vast water-like gate, until his skin was hit by a rough feeling. Distracted by it, he slowly opened his eyes, and could not help but feel surprised by what he saw. The space within Conflict's universe was unlike any other Daniel had ever experienced.

The natural essences within Conflict's domain, while still unowned, were imbued with the chaotic power of conflict. A power that caused them to be unable to stand still, and actively seek conflict with the closest power they could find. Dust, ice, gasses, space itself grinded against one another down to their most minuscule component, only to rejoin together to restart the cycle again and again.