‿︵‿︵୨˚̣̣̣͙୧ - - ୨˚̣̣̣͙୧‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵୨˚̣̣̣͙୧ - - ୨˚̣̣̣͙୧‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵
𝐆𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐱𝐢𝐞𝐬, 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐞;
the intricate threads of destiny, and the reinforcement of time. Standing in a colourful abyss littered with intricate swirls and brilliant specks of gold and azure, I found myself amidst an endless sea of stars, linked together by the clock's hands.
Unable to move and floating languidly on my back, I voyaged through this sea of memories and actions, actions which had not yet seemed to occur.
In sight, were only stars, coloured specks of life surrounding me like fireflies as I continued to move in this void. I could also see my own aura, or energy as before. Gazing at my hand, I saw energy making my whole body glow with the same colours. They moved slowly just like waves crashing against a shore midday.
The quiet was so peaceful, so very calming. The only vibrations that entered my ears were soundwaves emitted from the energy surrounding me; from my aura. It was soft, buzzing with a paradoxical warmth that felt coldly relieving.
I was a God standing in my infinite realm, dancing with the Sun, waltzing with
my very reality, altering the very fabric of the space-time continuum. Alternate universes, storylines, the future, past and present, this whole domain I rested my mind within, it was reaching out to me.
Change; such an interesting concept that many absolutely despised. Fate's threads would always lead one on the right path but the decision of whether or not to stray from it was oneself's.
"You're not from this world, are you?"
It was a voice so raspy, alluring and slightly deep yet rather light-hearted. His voice was bored yet at the same time intrigued slightly. It was a voice so awfully familiar, as if I had heard it before in another life, or perhaps, in another world, in my world.
Everything is connected, everything leads up to one another.
But when unexpected change occurs, the domino effect also occurs, and with it, everything changes too.
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The room was similar to a Japanese dorm room; it had a wooden floor, a comfortable futon, two sets of cabinets, with several sets of drawers, next to the door, forming an 'L' shape, and it had large windows.
These windows were wide open consequently, causing warm rays of light to glaze onto every surface, cascading over every single nook and cranny. They were gentle, showering over my body as if protecting me from the shadows hiding behind and underneath furniture. This light was almost sweet, caressing my face and my features delicately.
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𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖙𝖜𝖎𝖓𝖊𝖉 𝖙𝖍𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖘 || neradorax
Fanfiction𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞'𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐞 but.. what happens when those threads interknot and an anomaly occurs? What happens when one defies destiny? What happens when one person is...