In a vast pitch black space there sits a humanoid Entity on a throne. The throne seemingly made of an even darker blackness. The Entity was seated upon his throne while watching what seemed to bubbles in front of him.
The space was filled with these bubbles. But oddly enough none of them ever popped or even came near another. However, every so often a bubble would drift near the Entity and slowly turn black and dissolve.
The Entity in question was one of many in similar Entities or otherwise called Primordial Origin Void God's. This one in particular was named Morgrim and he was watching as the others made their own fun with the multiverses in front of them.
"I SEE AN INTERESTING MORTAL IN THIS UNIVERSE. HIS WORLD IS WITHOUT ANYTHING LIKE MAGIC OR MANA OR EVEN GODS. HIS POTENTIAL IS LIMITLESS BUT HE'S WASTING IT WITH NONSENSE. OH? WHOOPS LOOKS LIKE HE DIED I GUESS I CAN GIVE HIM A CHANCE. "
Suddenly while staring at a particular orb The Entity snapped his fingers and a small shard of glowing power left him and went into the orb. If one was looking at this small light while next to it you would be seeing countless worlds and dimensions and other universes passing by. All the while it heads towards one particular universe and one particular world where a dead body is being lowered into the ground.
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The journey of this light has already taken close to 50 years by Earth time and in that time period another world war has already occurred as well as multiple smaller wars and yet it's not there yet. The corpse of the one being that the Entity was interested in has already decomposed and the headstone itself is nothing but a blank slate of stone.
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The light is almost there, its been close to a thousand years and the human race is nearly extinct. The ozone layer was almost completely eradicated in the wars of the past but luckily the human race that did survive, adapted with help due to technology. The headstone of the person in question from back then is now nothing more than a greenish white slate in a small clearing in the middle of a thriving forest.
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A bright white light entered through the atmosphere of a planet lush in greenery. And quickly went towards a slate of crumbling stone. As soon as the slate and the light touched there was a bright flash and then nothing. Nothing other than the groan of a soul that came back from beyond. A soul that is no longer bound to a body but instead bound to a headstone. A headstone that will reshape a world and possibly a universe.