The story goes as follows.
The first time I used this item to check for its effect, I was truly amazed. It was a miraculous item that allowed… or more like restricted one, to speak only the truth. Unfiltered truth without hiding anything.
But then I came across its limitations pretty soon as well.
Like the law of equivalence states, for every cause, there is an effect.
The residing goddess of space, Queina, woke up, greeted me and started asking me all sorts of questions right away. Bound by the rules, I couldn’t help but tell all the truths. Which only made things worse for me.
Queina, obviously, was excited to hear all those things from me. About my existence and my purpose, about Fate Weavers, about the outside world. The blanks in my memories were something she didn’t find amusing, but she still provided her own insights on it.
She had heard about Fate Weavers before, but only as a rumor about the existence of beings that would shape the world. Though she did not know about the Primordials and beings that created this world.
And as we were discussing the world and stuff, she then paused in between. Closed her eyes as if she entered in a trance.
“Hey Adam. Can you do something for me? I will give you the authority of space if you can do this,” she then spoke as she looked deep into my eyes. Her enchanting eyes that penetrated my soul seemed rather too serious right now.
I could feel at that time that she was about to tell me a big secret about her right now. And being the kind of person I was, I braced myself for another world shattering information.
“I wasn’t always like this, you know? In fragments spread around the world, hiding my existence and collecting information whenever possible… ”
She told me about how, a long long time ago, she was a free spirit like other goddesses, talking and laughing with them all the time. Her powers were actually on a par with the world’s strongest beings, making her one of the top 10 strongest beings in all the three realms.
And that included both the Hell and Heaven’s Guardian.
But now she was but a mere fraction of her old powers. Heck, she can’t even take on one of the Sins, forget about the Gods. All she had was a huge amount of ancient information about the old legends and stuff.
And the reason for this to happen was a certain girl.
A girl in a black outfit with a green hue around her. She had a wooden cane in her hands and was practicing time magic at that time.
Her roots came from a group of ancient legendary beings known as Cronicas. Beings who were able to control time to a certain extent. And she was the youngest of the three daughters of the chief of Cronicas.
Possessing a heaven defying talent, she had the power to control time like no other. But that power was too much. It was too powerful.
And as nature of such, it attracted the attention of the Gods. And the Demons. And Angels. And all the races dwelling on the planet.
While Cronicas were powerful races, they had their limitations. Their rules. There was a lot they couldn’t do in exchange for the power they possessed. Thus, other races, despite being very of them, maintained a neutral relationship with them.
It wasn’t the case for that girl, though. For one reason or another, her limitations were removed. Her foundations were non-existent. The same nature that could have killed any Chronicas 100 times over didn’t affect that girl even one bit.
And thus when this strange nature of the girl came out in the world, it sowed fear. It sowed terror in the hearts of the mightiest beings of this world. It made the hell tremble and heaven shake in horror.
And began a war to kill a young 7-year-old girl who just wanted to make her elder sister smile. And the war began to destroy everything connected to the child who wanted to keep smiling forever in her life.
“Her name was Wiregia Luciana. The strongest Chronica and also the last one,” Queina spoke as she felt sad recalling that incident. Her eyes recalled the previous horror of that war.
It was during that era when the entire race of Cronica was wiped out, leaving only that girl alive who was supposed to be killed. Not that they spared her… but the fact that she created a time barrier around her that none of the attacks could penetrate.
Luciana cried and cried, day and night. She tried using all her power to bring back the lost ones, but time cannot bring back the dead ones. She could have used her powers to see the future and stop it from happening, but by the time she realized that, everything had already happened.
Since the Gods couldn’t kill her, they created a strong barrier around her, preventing from moving. If they can’t kill her, then they decided to contain her. In a barrier made of the strongest powers of the strongest gods and demons.
“I was one of them. In fact, I was the major power in creating the barrier. I created a barrier of space around her, separating her from the rest of the dimension. Even if she were to get out, she would be teleported in a random dimension at a random spot. Far… far away from this world,” Queina told me as her eyes had a slight hint of horror in them.
“But she came back, didn’t she?” I asked, as I understood the gist of it. Even after all those barriers and power, she returned.
“Yes. After about a decade, on a random afternoon, one of the gods who was responsible for setting up chains around the barrier came to us. He had a hue of arrogance on his face as he spoke of how weak our powers are that the girl we were supposed to keep in check had escaped the barrier,” Queina spoke as she sighed and added,
“It was the true start of the Great War where a single being wiped out 90% of the demons and Gods.”
