Prologue- Tales of the vast cosmos

The universe is roamed by omnipotent beings- they say.

Their commands unshaken, and power unmatched, these higher forms of existence are referred to as Eonarchs, godlike higher-dimensional beings who preside over the universe and weave its laws.

Destruction stirred, as the Eonarch of Calamity passed through the debris of millions upon millions of galaxies- they say. Tadmheer, a golden sun, a crimson death, wandered through the cosmos, shedding seeds of impending doom, a cancer of all realms.

But do not fret O traveler of the space, for the Resonance [Quarve]'s will is absolute, linking world to world, star to star, and galaxy to galaxy, ensuring a lasting harmony throughout the whole astral body, and an enduring peace potent to counter all cancers. 

Then, they say, O lost soul rest assured, the Continuity [ Vāsh & Yāṃash] will guide all the beings into a new life, presiding over all deceased and all alive, for their role is to secure a lasting samsara, a never-ending cycle of birth and rebirth.

If you listen closely, O thirsty seeker of knowledge, you will hear the ticking of the clock and the mechanical sound of The Ingenuity [XY], a potent computer that had calculated the length of existence itself and had found the equation to all life. If your curiosity transcends expanses of space- they say-, then you will surely attract its gaze of all.

If you stare at the void, then the void will stare back at you- they say. The cold vacuum from which all of Creation emerged, and into which it will one day return when the last embers fade. The Eonarch of Null is everywhere and nowhere, for they swallow 'all', and 'all' exists within them.

Turn your eyes, wary traveler, to the Lost Galaxies, where a celestial marvel unlike any other holds sway, for the ultimate sprout had evolved into a cosmic marvel: a golden galactic tree ensuring the perpetual evolution of all species. The Metamorphosis [Yggdrasil]'s branches weave outward, catalyzing mutations across mutations, birthing new life forms as existence blossoms anew with each cosmic dawn.

In every joy, there is laughter, in every woe, there is laughter. Some say The Eonarch of Derision [Jaja] is a primal evil roaming the galaxies, stirring chaos in the world, turning mortals on each other for its own amusement, while others believe they are but a being seeking elation in pranks and jokes.

Within the brimming truths in the universe exist deep illusions, The Eonarch of fallacy [Thrylus] seeks to shroud the universe in countless myths, spreading false legends and lies as they have judged that existence itself was boring after they had gazed upon the origin.

Finally- they say, you who have listened to the tales of the cosmos, be not dismayed, for if you choose the right constellation in the night sky, it will carry your dreams to endless worlds, unlocking a shining path like no other.