Fate: Unbound Unbroken
Fate to some, Destiny to others, a being with various names, one and the same, the one who controls the path of the universe.
When they first came into power, all they saw was chaos. Everything in disarray, so they sought order, and they found that very order through absolute control.
A thread that trapped the chaos and seemed to mold the universe into order. Everything was predetermined, everything was fixed and because of all that everything was in balance.
No one could go against their fate, those who have tried were cut from the tapestry of the universe, those who survived despite trying became an example of what it meant to tempt fate.
Fate was vicious, fate was unkind and fate was absolute.
Or so it was thought...
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He had played the game and was the last one left. Despite not being the strongest he was the one who survived the cataclysm. He finally finished this decrepit game but, at what cost.
Fate stood in front of him. “Congratulations you have survived, unfortunately due to a lack of survivors your world will now be terminated”.
Breathing in heavily, as the scent of blood filled the air, his armor shattered, his left arm limp, his body lacerated by thousands of slashes, he stood on a mountain of corpses. His friends, family, allies all but a distant memory.
As he stood there barely clinging on to life he stared at fate and destiny into their eyes, hatred, pain, agony, lost, loneliness, every emotion flickered through his eyes till he displayed one final one ‘acceptance’.
“NO!”
“NO!”
“I REFUSE TO DIE HERE, I REFUSE TO ACCEPT THIS FATE, THIS DESTINY. I WILL LIVE, I WILL SURVIVE, AND I WILL HUNT EVERY LAST ONE YOU DOWN! DO YOU HEAR ME!”
A primal scream echoed through the wastelands that was once earth, as his vision faded to black. Not before a resounding SNAP echoed through the broken world.
kinorhyt · Fantasia
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