The Story of Stardust

The Forgotten Writings Of Time

   Every millennium, the two goddesses of our universe would engage in a battle of balance. The two sides would fight constricted to their rules, and usually didn't care what got destroyed in the way. To them, the fate of their future universe was all focused on those dire moments. For this reason, many planets and galaxies have been destroyed by their hands, lost to the tellings of time. The ones that did survive were the ones protected by the eight blessed stars of our universe. They were mythical creatures of the stars, born from the ashes of deceased galaxies, the combined hopes and dreams of those lost. They protected their new galaxies from the war, shielding them from the blasts of pure energy both sides threw.
  Due to the rules and constrictions that the balance of the universe was tied to, the goddess of light, Astraea, was doomed to loose over and over again, leaving the universe to almost total darkness. The only stars left to shine were the eight blessed stars, and Astraea saw this, and had an idea. "For the greater good of the universe," she killed these eight great stars and took the power for her own. But as the goddess of light, she could not use these stolen powers, so she gifted them to eight beings, one from each now-dark universes, as a form of apology. These eight beings, now bound to her by gratitude, devoted themselves to her, and became her sword and shield. The next battle to come was one of the greatest in the existence of time itself, and the power of the two sides colliding cause total destruction. This period was known as the dusk period, killing everything that had ever existed.
At the prevail of Astraea, she vowed to renew this universe and brig it forth to its brightest future.
   Little did either of the goddesses know, deep in the space of the universe, the combined energies from the last battle birthed a spirit of everything. This spirit existed by its own rules, blessed with immeasurable power and desire. Its only fatal flaw was the fact it was a spirit, and would eventually evaporate into nothing if it didn't find something from the existing universe and time to connect to.
  From the ashes of the desolated planet this newfound spirit birthed from, a single being stood alive, slowly tilting towards the line of death; a small child, whose existence meant nothing in the universe. Both spirits greeted each other, and understood their inevitable fate; a contract between the two was made. They could not exist without the other, so the two existed together, the newfound spirit giving this new body its life force, and this body and spirit giving this newfound spirit a place in the place of time and existence, therefore erasing their old presence with the death of the last star.
The world around them crumbled to dust, slowly being torn to oblivion by the black hole that was once the only star that knew them for who they were. But even though chaos reined around them, the two souls slept soundly as they began their metamorphosis, destined to bloom into something that would change this universe forever.