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Authors Note: This is an alternate universe with an alternate time line.
The New Age
The dark age of magic and ignorance drew to an end. The Dark Times as they would often be referred to in the future were a period during which many of the events taking place within the cosmos were hidden from the general population. New races had emerged and attempted position themselves as the shining example for the rest of the cosmos to emulate.
One such race, had grown increasingly vocal in their pursuit of science and knowledge and dismissive of the use of magic. Their public deeds were well recorded and a matter of highly vocalised record as they had moved to make all around them aware of their triumphs. But behind the cheering and support there were many that questioned the rumours and stories of other activities that had taken place. There were stories of planets disappearing and races ceasing to exist. Some galaxies had mysteriously changed shape and outspoken opposition had either vanished or completely changed their minds.
There were even some stories that this new race, the Time Lords as they preferred to be called, had had some involvement in the events that led to the Age of Chaos as well as being a part of those responsible for heralding a new age of order. There were many who suspected the Time Lords and their leaders had used the chaos as an opportunity to remove opposition and sabotage those that might oppose them in future. Their jealously guarded secrets made many wary of their true intentions and so despite the great service they had done for the universe, the Time Lords would be revered and admired, but never truly trusted.
And despite their obvious greatness, they were held back by the knowledge of the things they had had to do to reach their place at the top of the cosmic power struggle. The Time Lords knew of the crimes they had committed, the secrets they had buried along the way. The Time Lords knew how dirty and corrupt their society had become, and it caused them to believe that other races were just as calculating and underhanded. They refused to commit to cooperation out of fear that their competitors might take their interaction as an opportunity to strike against them.
And so, instead of claiming the leadership they so desired at a time when it was freely given, the Time Lords instead chose to grow more and more isolated, sending out edicts that were often ignored as their influence slipped away.
The truth was a little more complex where the Time Lords were concerned. The Shobogan race had been one of those races chosen by The Celestials and had benefited from the experiments conducted upon them. They were the race that could claim that most of the alterations made by The Celestials had been beneficial. And the Shobogans had in return been one of the most dedicated races gathered by The Celestials to help reshape reality. They had played a key part in urging their peers to go further and truly nail down the rules of physics to make it almost impossible for there to be anything but logic and order.
When The Celestials had been satisfied that their work was complete and had returned the various races to their homes, the Shobogans had been one of the few to make complex written records of everything they had learned during their time away. And even though they realised that they would never achieve the feats that they had managed again during their lifetime, they hoped that their descendants would once again unlock the secrets that would make them the equals of The Celestials.
It took many generations and much of the knowledge was forgotten despite the ancient texts. With the withdrawal of The Celestials, it became clear that some of the changes made during the experiments had been temporary and reliant upon the presence of The Celestials. The Shobogans like many others, had to start from almost nothing and build themselves up. In time they mastered space flight and then later unlocked part of the secrets to immortality. It was not true immortality for they were bound to eventually die, but it gave them the longevity to learn and evolve. But it was when they mastered time travel that they saw the true possibilities that had unlocked. Using time travel they were able to remove the chaotic elements of the cosmos. They waged war on beings that used magic and took steps to prevent extra-dimensional energy from seeping in. They claimed they made the universe safer. Most argued they had managed to make the universe dull.
The Shobogan race manipulated history, making themselves a central part of its development. They set fixed events in time that led to their emergence as the leaders of cosmic society while recognising, but ultimately downplaying the role of others. Eventually though they adopted a position of non-interference, stating that the universe should make its own way. There were many who suspected that this stance was a ruse and that the Time Lords were really intervening in secret to keep events how they wanted them to proceed.
As the Time Lords rose to prominence and then faded into the background, two other races were engaged in a devastating war that prevented them from stepping forward as leaders. The ancestors of the Kree and the Skrull had been among those The Celestials had selected. Unlike the Shobogans, they were unable to retain their knowledge long enough to record their wisdom. However, the alterations to their minds allowed them to relearn whatever they had lost.
The Skrull had been the first to advance, building a society that elevated neighbouring worlds and encouraging the growth and evolutions of societies. The Kree on the other hand were war like and violent, unable to show the dedication needed to reach the same heights as their former allies.
And so, the Kree attacked the Skrull, seeking to take from them everything they had developed. Worse, they used their ability to convince others of their own righteousness to make the Skrull appear as the infiltrating villains seeking to conquer worlds by aiding them. The Kree turned those the Skrull had formed their alliances with against them, breaking apart the Skrull society. The Skrull retaliated by declaring war on the Kree. It was a war that would never end and robbed both races of any influence in how the universe would progress.
As the Age of Chaos ended and the universe emerged from the dark times, the races that had been chosen to guide the lower dimensions through their evolution had faded. What emerged was not the ordered and logical society that so many had wished for. The universe had emerged broken, but it had endured. And even without the guidance of those that had been expected to take up the reins of leadership, the cosmos still clung to hope.
And from the darkness, new light emerged.
There was one final truth that remained hidden, even from those The Celestials had chosen. At the moment of their departure,, The Celestials split the universe, creating multiple universes and a massive scar where they universes had once been joined together. Over countless millions of years the wound had shrunk as gravity had drawn the broken space inward. It was then that The Celestials returned to fill what was left of the void they had formed. With a cosmic sleight of hand, they merged a swirling mass of gas and dust, igniting the gases to form a new solar body around which they rested thirteen planetary bodies. In a short amount of time, perhaps accelerated by the will of The Celestials, the planets formed out of the dust, bringing forth the beginnings of the Sol System with a planet that would one name become known as Earth sitting upon the centre of the almost completely healed tear in space and time.
The Earth was the key to the new structure of the multiple universes. Through the Earth it was possible to shift between universes. Although a small and unassuming world, which had been devastated in its early life by a collision with another planet, the Earth was one of the central hubs around which existence thrived. From the moment it had formed it had drawn the attention of those that could sense the truth of its potential. At the moment of the collision, it had been elevated from a mere curiosity into an enigma. And as the first of many races appeared, ready to treat the Earth as a cosmic dumping ground, there were some who knew that one day this place would have a pivotal role in the fate of all existence.
Long ago, before the universe descended and then emerged from a period of anarchy and chaos, The Celestials had places barriers between the higher dimensions and their final realm. It had been done so that the lower realm had time to grow and evolve before being confronted by those that lurked in the less physically restrictive planes. Now though the seals were starting to break down and the battles that raged in the upper planes of existence would soon find their way to the mortal realm as some of the higher dimensions once again gained access to the planes below.
Now the war between Good and Evil would start anew even as the fight between Chaos and Order stressed the universe to its breaking point. The Celestials had completed their task, their creations would record the results. And then they would have their answer... if they could remember the question.
End of Part
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