Fatal
This is a story about something that happened long ago when your grandfather was a child. It's a very important story because it shows how all the comings and goings between our world and the land of Magica first began. This story is of a boy named Victor who is a bit confused between his imagination and reality. He is made to travel between realms and even has to jump timelines because he has to fill the space of Vasilus. Victor along with his friends will solve all the mysteries which will come in their way to take their revenge for the "death" of Vasilus. Their journey to the past and future will also make you visualize the acts before your eyes.
Attuning to Cosmic Currents
In the celestial city, the Weavers navigated the cosmic thoroughfares, their steps echoing in harmony with the cosmic resonance. The celestial elder, a beacon of cosmic wisdom, led them through avenues adorned with celestial murals depicting the epochs of cosmic history.
As they walked, Victor glanced at his companions, each adorned with the luminescence of cosmic understanding. "We are not just explorers of the unknown," he said, his voice carrying the weight of cosmic revelation. "We are custodians of the cosmic narrative, guardians of the tapestry that binds existence."
Sylara, her eyes reflecting the celestial hues, replied, "Every being we encounter, every realm we traverse, becomes a stroke in the grand masterpiece of the cosmos."
The elder nodded, acknowledging their grasp of cosmic truths. "You perceive the essence of your journey. The cosmic city is a nexus where destinies converge, and from here, the tapestry fans out into uncharted realms."