Wisps of colored clouds of dust swirled around the paws of the being, it's paw steps lighter than air. With a fluid movement of its tail a wall of the room that contained the divine creatures slid to the left, revealing the universe before them. The room was only 4 pure black walls-similar to that of a black hole. The depth of the color incomprehensible and only seen as a black rectangle in the middle of space to all. Unlike its counterparts, the flooring and ceiling consisted of twisting and curling clouds of dust. Small stars pulsing inside the hued areas.
The overseer of Quadrant 1 was called Galaxia by those who worship it. The deity padded towards the "edge" of the flooring and "gazed" out into its quadrant. With another flick of its white tail, the image of its quadrant zoomed into a specific galaxy and it paused. The shattering screams of fighting people filled the room; echoing and leaving a memory upon the walls.
"Would you close the walling? The screams are irritating and disturbing my slumber." A deep voice called out from a corner of the Room.
"Why does it bother you such? You should be livid over the fact my Quadrant and Viarxis are in a millennia long war!" It's voice rose in volume as it spoke, the colorfully hued liquified cloud mass that made up its neck and head moving in faster motions.
The deity of time rose to its feet, and drifted towards to where Galaxia stood. The blackened cloak it wore covering everything except for its reptilian styled face.
"Do not fret over something that is only a small portion of this Universe. Their affairs do not meddle with our's. And so we should not worry over bothersome things. So, like I said earlier: close the walling." It's voice was cold and stern, a harsh reminder of how cruel Time could be in a realm where time was everything. And with that Tempus floated back over to its previous spot and instantaneously fell into a soundless slumber.
Galaxia followed its orders and turned its feline shaped body from the opened area, hearing the cries and shouting being cut off as the wall finally closed once more.
"Something must be done...I will speak with Stella about this soon."
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Agonia Universalis
Teen FictionA millennia of war has wrecked havoc among two quadrants. Thousands of people die every day, blood streaming; cries echoing. In this realm the universe is sectioned off into 4 quadrants-every single one controlled by a deity that has a specific powe...
