The mysteries of the vast Realities were boundless and hard to pry.
The secrets of the past were even harder to pry.
But there was one thing that was set in stone and weaved into the very fabric of reality. A concept that reigned as true as a Natural Law or Decretum of a Dimension.
History will always repeat itself.
These were words that an existence taking one of the 12 Seats of The Tribunal set to be true just as much any Natural Law.
Empires rose and fell.
Beings who were born would die.
Even the Empire that the Great Commander built may inevitably fall.
'But what can rise from it will be something much greater.'
WAA!
The thoughts in her mind buzzed with power as her voice echoed out from one of the 12 burning thrones.
