The world could see what wasn't visible to the living. The stars could record the passing of time in present, past, or the future.
From birth to death, a pattern should be followed. And from childhood to old age, a unique story should be written. The tragedies and misfortunes present a rich opportunity to change fate. But hope, courage, and will to do it is already lost.
Many shall grow powerful. Power going beyond the ideology of the living. But the rule of the universe shall clip off their wings. Their greed shall become obsession. Their resolve to stay a normal person shal crumble. All that would be left is his bestial obsession. The birth of an abomination.
Stars shine in the deepest of the void. The universe illuminated by the beautiful lanterns called the galaxy. The darkness of the void becomes harmonious with the hanging galaxies. Stars shine with a unique rhythm. The rhythm forms a beautiful image that tells a story. A destiny.
