The Guardian Of The Abyss
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Ongoing, First published Feb 09, 2018
Mature
(I only own my OCs and this story, everything else belongs to their respectful owners.)
The Abyss. A place of eternal darkness and could be a gateway into the VOID. Where if you stare into it, it stares back at you. Trapping you, the hunger of the Abyss echoing out. Wanting to overtake everything in it's path, wanting to devour all that is in it's way. All that is in it's Multiverse.
Fate could not let that happen. Making their Multiverse, they found that the Abyss could destroy everything before they could even start to create their own child. So, therefore, they must find someone to hold back the Abyss. To be the lock on the chains to prevent the starving Abyss from escaping from it's vault.

Fate went to another Multiverse, one advanced and filled with wars of all kinds. Monsters and humans alike fought. AU's fighting against one another, some coming together. Wanting someone strong, Fate searched for the right one to be their Guardian and new God for their new Multiverse.

Then, Fate found who they were looking for.

Fatal Hope was a leader in war. A strong Monster that could destroy whole armies that stood in his/her path. Fate watched as he/she took over countries and lands, fighting and protecting all that was needed. Perfection. They have found the one needed.
Fatal Hope never expected it. Chains, dark black chains had shot all around him/her. Dragging him/her down. The whole Multiverse crumbled as he/she fought to escape the chains. Death surrounding him/her.
The next time he/she woke up, it was in a place of darkness, chains all over and new scars. Fate has deemed him/her to be the new Guardian of The Abyss and the first God of the new Multiverse. Stuck as he/she was, there was nothing he/she could do. Then, one day, he/she heard a scream of help calling out.

Going to answer the call as best as he/she can, Fatal Hope found what would be the start of everything.
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