In the vast universe, new worlds are born every day and old worlds died consequently. Stars were born, star dies.
New galaxy formed, old galaxy dies.
A pull and push between creation and destruction. Between life and death. Disorder and order.
It is beautiful and terrifying at the same time.
In this vast universe, in a secluded part of the Universe where not many dares tread, where the gravitational force alone is enough to shred universes, there is a titanic being chained to a chain that seems as long as the Universe could stretch
This titanic being lean his back on a gigantic ash tree. This gigantic ash tree itself is not normal as it floated in space.
But there is land beneath the titanic being but there is no sky and there are no other living creatures around him other than the tree.
Around him, there is all kinds of space tear. Some are mild in nature while some are more dangerous.
Time and space holds no meaning here
