Fifty One Thousand Years Later

For over 50,000 years, the universe should have met its inevitable end, a prophecy decreed by the mother universe herself. Yet, it remained intact, its order untouched by the chaotic demise it was meant to face. The girl, a silent observer under the Life Tree, found herself baffled by this daily incongruity. She didn't display emotions; instead, she harbored an insatiable curiosity, pondering why reality had not succumbed like the other two realities.

The kid, always by her side, found immense pleasure in this mystery. He never missed an opportunity to share his thoughts, raising questions, and spinning theories to entertain and engage the girl. His remarks were designed to amuse her and perhaps to reveal some hidden truth behind the universe's unexpected persistence.

"Why do you think it's still here after all this time?" the kid inquired, leaning against the sturdy trunk of the Life Tree.