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Once bringer of knowledge, now destroyer of worlds.
It laid waste upon their own, as it grew far beyond their control.
Then, it sought for more.
It vanished into the deep.
Sucked the life out of every realm it touched.
All to fulfill its new mission.
Collapse all worlds into one where
it would be in control, for eternity.
The scale of the multiverse soon tipped towards evil.
The chaos and destruction would not go unnoticed.
The Humans were now on the verge of extinction.
Despite this, their survivors soon chased after it.
They would defy the odds.
Makers of their greatest achievement, and their greatest mistake.
The Protocol, born on their hands.
Once an asset, now an enemy.
They had fallen victim to their own creation.
Few survived.
Those who persisted, would unite.
They would seek The Protocol in the
vastness of the universe, and right their wrongs.
Bring light to darkness.
They would see to it.
Their strength, however, soon proved insufficient.
They would seek help.
Guardian of Realms.
The one who would hold the keys to The Unknown.
Once, there was a deal.
The deal was to keep them away.
“They shall not traverse”, The Protocol said, as it fed The Gatekeeper stories of their dishonorable past.
When The Humans arrived at The Unknown, The Gatekeeper made its appearance, and gave them a test.
The illusions soon faded, and The Gatekeeper saw to The Protocol’s plan for total control.
Lies. Lies. Lies.
The Humans gained their first ally.
God of all Entities. Maker of all that exists.
The Creator gives. The Creator takes.
Always impartial, always concealed.
The Creator seldom took on its true form.
Then, a great threat loomed on the multiverse.
The Creator observed from the shadows.
The threat grew bigger.
The Creator observed from the vicinity.
The threat grew bigger.
The Creator intervened.
