At the Edge: The Multiverse Reborn

Chapter 1: The Ending and The Beginning

He was about to die, there was no other way around, he was going to die, alongside everything everywhere, all of it was going to cease to exist, every single dot represented not a star, but a universe, the dark sky filled with them like specks of dust; something so marvelous, so awe inspiring would soon cease to exist… it wasn’t fair.

Trying to keep walking was all He could do as his mind fought back the pain with memories, those days that things were just simple things like, who is playing? How was work? Are you even seeing someone? Regular stuff that didn’t mean the end of everything in the multiverse, oh, how much he missed that certainty that there will always be another day after the previous one.

It had taken everyone by surprise, the fact that there were so many different universes thrown around, so many worlds that were empty, husks of what was once pure life, now devoid of light and heat, and they were probably next. So they woke up, they appeared, heroes of every corner of the multiverse, many appearing on their little corner of existence much to the shock of everyone, and people were being chosen for one last push, to save it all or at least die trying… he wasn’t one of them.

He was just a friend of someone that apparently could save the world, his friend got his powers activated or something, and immediately they were all teleported… somewhere, one of the armored heroes said something about this being the center of existence, or what was left, and they were in the middle of the biggest war ever conceived, it really put the little temper tantrums back home in new perspective.

The worlds seemed like bubbles in the sea of nothingness that almost made his mind explode, an existence so great that He could barely keep up with the knowledge that there were more and it had been shoved to him, how could he reconcile the idea that there was more out there… something that will disappear just as fast as you knew if things don’t go right.

He could see it in their eyes that he and several others didn’t belong, simple human being that had been pulled by mistake alongside everyone that mattered; heroes, titans made of pure energy and gods of battle against the hordes of darkness or whatever, and he was just a simple human being completely disregarded, but he just couldn’t die silently, oh no, like a fool he had grabbed a gun of one of those heroes, or what was left of her after her upper body had been disintegrated by what could only be called a demon.

He just aimed and the bullets tore the demon apart , the bullets coming from somewhere, probably magical, probably teleported somewhere because the bullets never stopped, he just kept firing, his mind completely turning off, so there was no fear, just the instinct to survive, all until he was here, in front of everything that was, is and will be.

He, just a normal human being, standing in front of eternity, the one thing both sides wanted either to protect or gain control of, what a complete joke, he wanted to laugh at the irony of it all; at the side of the heart of it all was what remained of his friend, alongside the body of whoever had tried to conquer existence itself, he never got his name, not that anyone had wanted to tell him anything, but here was, the only one that remained alive after such fight, but not for long, he could already feel darkness encroaching on his sight, pulling him down into oblivion, the adrenaline already running low as upstairs the battle raged on.

He began to walk slowly, his right leg showing the signs of the battle, still holding the gun on his right arm, after all, his left arm had been torn out by something that was made of only serrated teeth.

He was about to die, there was no other way around, he was going to die, alongside everything everywhere, all of it was going to cease to exist and oh irony of ironies, he was the only one that remained to avoid something like that, but just as he walked in front of the… strange egg made out of stars? He was sure his mind did not comprehend the power or the whole idea of this thing holding the multiverse and allowing it to be reborn again, but whatever, just as he walked up to it there was another voice that cut through the silence and rumbling.

“Meldragor found it! Meldragor knew he was the chosen one, as Meldragor had known he was the one that deserved to rule everything, and the only thing that is between Meldragor and his destiny is a foolish human! Kneel before the real ru-” as the red skinned demon was in the middle of his monologue, his head was blown apart, the gun on His hand was lowered.

“If you are gonna shoot, shoot, don’t talk,” He had always wanted to say that, but here it was, no second guessing, no dilly dallying, he just felt into creation itself, his body finally succumbing to this injuries “up… up and away,” and He ceased to exist.

He was dead.

He was kept alive.

He has always been alive.

For how long?

A minute?

A day?

A millennium?

Stars exploded in front of Him, worlds disappeared and were reborn in the sea of reality, billions… trillions… no, it was impossible to count them, life itself had jumpstarted once more.

Existence was now and gone forever, there was everything and oblivion itself, everything at His fingertips and so far away, a dichotomy of senses and experiences, and He knew what He had to do.

He?

She?

Did it matter?

Everything was gone… but everything will be back… like always.

He was dead… but He… but She… but everything will return… because the stars were back, they were born again.

And just for a second, an idea came to Their mind, what remained of the human self that They had been Once brought home, an idea of where to go, where They could go.

They exist once more.