When I opened my consciousness, my whole being filled the whole universe itself. It was coiling under my hands. Existence as fragile as slipping sand. Its like painting, writing a book, or just making a video game, but easier. I am the cause and effect because I create the trillions of organism as they rise to power. One in three planets have life? Sounds interesting. The spiritual plane? Interesting. Reincarnation? Maybe. Everything was a creation of my imagination because it only took a though to create. Deities and guardians are little puppets under my fingers. Trillions arise within my hands like little sand grains. Magic and technology are at war, and I can see the little sparkles around space exploding. Magic systems yeah its all created within my mind space. Characters. How traumatized they are but yet I love how they grow with more power and different ambitions. This world is so rich thanks to them. Oh, there is an evil character, how interesting. This universe makes me feel like going inside of it and saying hello. Wait I can do that! ''Who are you!" ''I am the universe the father of your fathers!" I exclaim, as my eyes can crack the delicate spirits and my mouth can eat galaxies. This magical book is just the very beginning because there is much more within this universe. Join us to feel what is like to be the universe itself!
Infinity tower. There is a tower, that breaks through the clouds and touches space itself, its mystery is beyond the outsiders, because every battle mage who goes in has never came back, it stands proud, and sparks the curiosity of any one who see's it. Everybody knows about it, but lots are afraid of it. An adventure, of mastering the elements, peaking through the power echelons, touching the edges of earth, conquering land, and transcending, finally it will always lead to the tower. Thirst with curiosity to follows his father foot-steps, as he goes inside the infinity tower of no return. Inside of it is a vast mystery that he will see for himself, to learn the truth of the cosmic project, that is being played behind the curtains. Why do people have bracelets in the arm? Where does magic come from? More and more, people disappear, all the most powerful have entered, and the emperors are starting to feel alone. Why has the gods vanished and to where? Where has all the heroes went to? Why after a thousand years, no one has ever came back from the tower? Is the truth to existence in the tower? Why does it feel like the right thing to do is to know what's inside all this, where does it lead one? "To know the truth. It's just as simple as entering, isn't? " "Who is that voice!" As easy as that the journey begins.