Between Realities

The fracture in time

(M) Galaxy POV:

As I left the Sabre of The Answer's reality, I decided to get back to my usual routine- watching over the many realities of the multiverse. I obviously didn't know of all of them, but I always visited the same ones. Of course, in my visits I never talked with anyone, and I almost never interfered with any part of them. The only exception had been in the reality I'd just left.

In the first reality of the day, I watched as a thriving Rainbow Kingdom dealt with annoyingly comical issues. Petty arguments, clueless accusations, and so on. Nothing too major was happening, so I decided to move on to the next reality.

This reality was in a constant state of war. But unlike most realities, it was not a battle of color/light and darkness or fear. Instead, the different chromatic Steves of this reality were always fighting, unaware of the many casualties that followed when one didn't act in peace. Nothing seemed unusual. That is, until I realized that one of the villages of Violet Steves was burned down, nothing left but ashes and charred buildings, deep scars on the land. This wouldn't be unusual, had it not been that I never saw the battle. With all of the fire damage, it would've taken days- maybe even weeks- for that kind of land-scarring. But I had only been gone for, at the max, ten minutes. Something was definitely off. I decided to check the next reality.

The same disturbance was here. The Steves of the Orange Steve Village had had trouble with producing enough crops, their fields practically barren, but now here they were, thriving. Their fields were bursting with wheat and other produce, their livestock in much higher numbers than before. There were even extra houses. None of this would be possible in the ten minutes I had been gone. Absolutely none of it.

A different reality was the same. New houses everywhere. New Steves, new gardens, new walls surrounding the villages. Again and again, I saw these things, each reality seeming to be so distant from what I had left them at. I finallywent to a different reality. The last one I always checked. The one I was most vigilant in, always careful to never interact with the people in it. My old home.

This time, I felt the area around me for any disturbances, trying to find the culprit in this strange time-fiasco. But once more, there was nothing. No energy, no power that was new or different, no noticeable difference in the general aura of the place. Nothing. So then why am I so behind on the time?

This time, I went back to The Answer's reality, feeling for the energy. And I finally found it. The time in the other places wasn't off. I had been set off by the change of time here. So, then, who's altering the flow of time? It had to have been during the short time I was here, otherwise I wouldn't have been affected. Now my goal was to find who- or what- had fractured the time here.