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In a universe populated by countless planets and intelligent life, there exists only one god of time, while each world has its own god of death and grim reapers who are beings tasked with transporting souls but never judging them. Time and Death themselves are bound to a realm beyond reality, unable to interfere directly in mortal worlds. Only the Grim Reapers may walk among the living.
On Earth lives a strange boy, ostracised and ignored by both classmates and parents. From a young age, he sees what no human should: lingering souls, fading spirits of animals and plants, and the Grim Reaper himself as he passes through the world unseen. Labeled “weird” and treated as a mistake, the boy grows up isolated, unaware that his existence is no accident.
One day, after dropping his ice cream and breaking down in public, the boy encounters the Grim Reaper—who, recognising that the child can see him, does something unprecedented: he buys the boy a new ice cream and speaks to him. This small act marks the beginning of something far larger.
Unbeknownst to the boy, he is not the biological child of his parents, but a living experiment created by scientists attempting to transcend the limits of time and death. His ability to perceive gods and souls is a flaw, or perhaps a success, of that experiment.
Concerned by the boy’s existence, the Grim Reaper brings him to a sealed chamber beyond time: a vast room filled with countless rows of glass vessels containing fish-like entities—some alive and violently moving, some dead, some empty. Each vessel represents a possible timeline or future. Within this chamber, the boy is forced to witness Earth’s destruction again and again, including a future 40 thousand years Achaean, so that the memory of the end will remain engraved within him.
Time and Death meet the boy briefly, offering him kindness, a meal, and cryptic warnings—but never the full truth. They reveal only that history is unstable, riddled with gaps, and that humanity is moving toward something that must never be completed.
The boy is returned to Earth.
As he grows older, haunted by visions of endings he cannot forget, he seeks answers and eventually joins the very scientific organisation responsible for his creation. Humanity’s goal becomes clear: to record all history without loss, to close the holes in time, and to create something that exists beyond death—perfect memory, eternal continuity.
The experiment succeeds.
Forty thousand years in the future, the boy has been transformed into a being that embodies both time and death, while the Grim Reapers—overworked, finite, and bound to entropy—eventually perish. The universe stabilises under his existence, but at an unbearable cost: eternal awareness, endless repetition, and no release.
Unable to endure immortality, the boy makes a final choice.
He rewinds reality and fractures himself across existence. Fragments of his being become the many Gods of Death across different planets; the greatest remaining part becomes the singular God of Time. The Grim Reaper remains as he always was—unchanged, still walking between worlds.
Yet even this solution fails.
Across countless repeating timelines, the same cycle unfolds. Each attempt to control memory, time, and death leads inevitably to collapse. In the final iteration, the experiment fails entirely—but Time and Death are still born from the boy, and without balance, the universe collapses completely.
There is no perfect ending.
Eventually, however, something changes—not through intention, heroism, or divine will. Reality reforms on its own. Life returns without gods to oversee it. There is no god of time or god of death—only a small number of overworked Grim Reapers performing their duty in a world that no longer requires meaning to exist.
Life continues.
And perhaps that, in itself, is enough.
On Earth lives a strange boy, ostracised and ignored by both classmates and parents. From a young age, he sees what no human should: lingering souls, fading spirits of animals and plants, and the Grim Reaper himself as he passes through the world unseen. Labeled “weird” and treated as a mistake, the boy grows up isolated, unaware that his existence is no accident.
One day, after dropping his ice cream and breaking down in public, the boy encounters the Grim Reaper—who, recognising that the child can see him, does something unprecedented: he buys the boy a new ice cream and speaks to him. This small act marks the beginning of something far larger.
Unbeknownst to the boy, he is not the biological child of his parents, but a living experiment created by scientists attempting to transcend the limits of time and death. His ability to perceive gods and souls is a flaw, or perhaps a success, of that experiment.
Concerned by the boy’s existence, the Grim Reaper brings him to a sealed chamber beyond time: a vast room filled with countless rows of glass vessels containing fish-like entities—some alive and violently moving, some dead, some empty. Each vessel represents a possible timeline or future. Within this chamber, the boy is forced to witness Earth’s destruction again and again, including a future 40 thousand years Achaean, so that the memory of the end will remain engraved within him.
Time and Death meet the boy briefly, offering him kindness, a meal, and cryptic warnings—but never the full truth. They reveal only that history is unstable, riddled with gaps, and that humanity is moving toward something that must never be completed.
The boy is returned to Earth.
As he grows older, haunted by visions of endings he cannot forget, he seeks answers and eventually joins the very scientific organisation responsible for his creation. Humanity’s goal becomes clear: to record all history without loss, to close the holes in time, and to create something that exists beyond death—perfect memory, eternal continuity.
The experiment succeeds.
Forty thousand years in the future, the boy has been transformed into a being that embodies both time and death, while the Grim Reapers—overworked, finite, and bound to entropy—eventually perish. The universe stabilises under his existence, but at an unbearable cost: eternal awareness, endless repetition, and no release.
Unable to endure immortality, the boy makes a final choice.
He rewinds reality and fractures himself across existence. Fragments of his being become the many Gods of Death across different planets; the greatest remaining part becomes the singular God of Time. The Grim Reaper remains as he always was—unchanged, still walking between worlds.
Yet even this solution fails.
Across countless repeating timelines, the same cycle unfolds. Each attempt to control memory, time, and death leads inevitably to collapse. In the final iteration, the experiment fails entirely—but Time and Death are still born from the boy, and without balance, the universe collapses completely.
There is no perfect ending.
Eventually, however, something changes—not through intention, heroism, or divine will. Reality reforms on its own. Life returns without gods to oversee it. There is no god of time or god of death—only a small number of overworked Grim Reapers performing their duty in a world that no longer requires meaning to exist.
Life continues.
And perhaps that, in itself, is enough.
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