Meddling with time and events only leads to more destruction.
Every journey has a beginning, but change one step along the way, and you could end up at a very different destination.
You’re human. You keep hope against the worst of odds.
You cannot compute the power of my will.
Time. Space. Reality. It’s more than a linear path. It’s a prism of endless possibility, where a single choice can branch out into infinite realities, creating alternate worlds from the ones you know. I am the Watcher. I am your guide through these vast new realities. Follow me and ponder the question, “What if?”
One life, one choice, one moment can destroy the entire universe.
These are my stories. I observe all that transpires here, but I do not, cannot, will not interfere. For I am the Watcher.
That’s it, isn’t it? All creatures searching for a place to belong. To call home. As for me, I am the Watcher. The Multiverse, every single world, every story is my home, and I will protect it to the end.
Heroes are not born, they’re forged in darkness. Shaped in battle. Defined by sacrifice.
The galaxy, to your eyes, a hundred billion points of light. But where you see light, I see worlds and the countless stories that fill them. But in a Multiverse of infinite possibility, is your destiny determined by your nature or by the nature of your world?
The end of the world began with one man’s dream.
More than battles won or lost, it’s relationships that truly define a hero. The people who shape them, their stories.
