Beyond our Solar System, further than our Galaxy, past our local Multi-Verse, and outside our Greater Dimensional Cluster lies the Choas Vault.

Since before I can remember there have only been two dreams for me. The first is unrelated to this entry and will be passed on for later. The second and greater dream was of the impossible.

In the space of everything and nothing, in-between mathematical errors and just around the corner of your eye lies the Choas Vault. A seal so powerful it embodies all possibilities and probabilities to lock itself.

I do not know what lies beyond the Choas Vault for the one time I peeked through my mind erased that timeline from existence to protect itself.

Imagine a steel door bigger than the universe itself compressed to the size of a standard bank vault door. Now as you stand before it it is both sizes at once, larger than comprehension while being a comfortable size as well.

A steel five arm turn style handle sits in the middle surrounded by countless locks and devices. From subtemporal causality rings to early Stone Age sticks holding leather straps in place, even a Cuckoo Clock sits among the battlefield of security devices. Literally every possible lock and security possible hold this vault door closed.

These change billions of times a millisecond as the vault itself moves equally as quickly. From being at the bottom of a glass of water to riding on a solar flare in the heart of the universe it is there. If it could in theory be there it is hiding there.

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The greatest security also has the greatest flaw. To embody the entirety of possibility that means there is also the possibility of a perfect key. The less probable the perfect key is to exist the more it has to exist. This is a core part of the Choas Vault. That in all of the Greater Dimensional Cluster and even further outside only one perfect key can exist. In only a flash of time in the grand scape of everything the key will vanish and the Choas Vault will be safe.

I am the key, the mathematical impossibility, an existence essential and utterly inconsequential. Locking the Chaos Vault in a single location and creating that point where a simple touch unlocks everything. This is the existence that the key of the Choas Vault brings to fruition.

Always the whispers of the universe itself have begged me in my dreams to call forth the vault, to open it, to become the key fully. Always I have forcefully ignored the whispers and turn away from the Choas Vault.

That was until one fateful day, the day my first child was born. Holding her in my arms the universe was at peace with me for a few short hours. Sleeping in bliss with thoughts of my newborn in my mind the Choas Vault appeared before me.

For once the whispers were silent and in that peace I opened the vault. The hope was to bring forth something for my child. All parents wish the best for their children, I am no different.

I must say this now, what I opened I do not know. Why the powers beyond even the greatest of all helped me to rewrite the Foundations of All I will never know.

What I do know is the Choas Vault Opened and Now it is Closed again. My children have all been touched by the vault, I can see it constantly.

The spinning cogs of a machine larger than existence focused in my daughter. A wild primal storm ripping apart existence and time fueling my son. This is the price they pay for my hubris, the gifts I can only see the smallest parts of the smallest edge of.

I write these notes in the hopes that one day my children will find them. That they might have some slight understanding of the situation.