Countless eons ago, before the dawn of time, before the ๐๐ฟ๐ฎ ๐ผ๐ณ ๐ฃ๐ฟ๐ถ๐บ๐ผ๐ฟ๐ฑ๐ถ๐๐บ, before existence itself took form, there was a war. Not a war of flesh or steel, but a war of stories, of tales, of myths.
A war waged by true Celestialsโbeings of unimaginable power, each a living legend, each a universe unto themselves. They clashed not for dominion over lands or realms, but for the very essence of narrative itself. This was a war for the Eternal Story, a battle to determine whose tale would reign supreme, whose myth would echo through the infinite void.
The Celestials tore through the fabric of nothingness, their immeasurable powers colliding in cataclysmic bursts, ripping apart the void with calamitous force. Stars were born and extinguished in the blink of an eye, galaxies unraveled, and the boundaries of reality itself trembled under their might.
"๐ง๐ต๐ฒ๐ ๐ฑ๐ผ ๐ป๐ผ๐ ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ฒ ๐ณ๐ผ๐ฟ ๐ผ๐๐ต๐ฒ๐ฟ๐,"
observed an Entity, its form shrouded in a cloak adorned with shifting constellations.
"๐ง๐ต๐ฒ๐ ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ฒ ๐๐ฒ๐น๐ณ๐ถ๐๐ต, ๐ฑ๐ฟ๐ถ๐๐ฒ๐ป ๐ผ๐ป๐น๐ ๐ฏ๐ ๐๐ต๐ฒ๐ถ๐ฟ ๐ผ๐๐ป ๐ถ๐ป๐๐ฎ๐๐ถ๐ฎ๐ฏ๐น๐ฒ ๐ต๐๐ป๐ด๐ฒ๐ฟ ๐ณ๐ผ๐ฟ ๐ฒ๐ป๐๐ฒ๐ฟ๐๐ฎ๐ถ๐ป๐บ๐ฒ๐ป๐, ๐ณ๐ผ๐ฟ ๐ด๐น๐ผ๐ฟ๐, ๐ณ๐ผ๐ฟ ๐ถ๐บ๐บ๐ผ๐ฟ๐๐ฎ๐น๐ถ๐๐ ๐๐ต๐ฟ๐ผ๐๐ด๐ต ๐๐ต๐ฒ๐ถ๐ฟ ๐๐๐ผ๐ฟ๐ถ๐ฒ๐."
As the war spiraled out of control, threatening to consume all that was and all that could ever be, a single voice emerged from the chaos. A Sole Story, a being of pure narrative, stepped forward. It was not the mightiest of the Celestials, nor the most ancient, but it was the most determined. It knelt before the ๐๐ฏ๐๐ผ๐น๐๐๐ฒโthe primordial force that existed beyond even the Celestialsโand made a vow.
"๐๐ฟ๐ฎ๐ป๐ ๐บ๐ฒ ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐ฝ๐ผ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ,"
it pleaded,
"๐๐ผ ๐ฏ๐ถ๐ป๐ฑ ๐ฎ๐น๐น ๐ฒ๐ ๐ถ๐๐๐ฒ๐ป๐ฐ๐ฒ ๐๐ถ๐๐ต๐ถ๐ป ๐บ๐ ๐๐๐ผ๐ฟ๐. ๐๐ฒ๐ ๐บ๐ฒ ๐ฏ๐ฒ๐ฐ๐ผ๐บ๐ฒ ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐๐ฒ๐ฎ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ ๐ผ๐ณ ๐ฎ๐น๐น ๐๐ฎ๐น๐ฒ๐, ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ฐ๐ต๐ถ๐๐ฒ๐ฐ๐ ๐ผ๐ณ ๐ฎ๐น๐น ๐บ๐๐๐ต๐. ๐๐ฒ๐ ๐บ๐ฒ ๐ฒ๐ป๐ฑ ๐๐ต๐ถ๐ ๐๐ฎ๐ฟ ๐ฏ๐ ๐๐ป๐ถ๐๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐ฒ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ ๐๐๐ผ๐ฟ๐ ๐๐ป๐ฑ๐ฒ๐ฟ ๐บ๐ ๐ผ๐๐ป."
๐ง๐ต๐ฒ ๐๐ฏ๐๐ผ๐น๐๐๐ฒ, moved by the Sole Story's resolve, granted its prayer. In that moment, the Sole Story was transformed, its essence shining brighter than the brightest star, brighter than the combined light of all the Celestials. It rose, radiating an aura of inevitability, and declared,
"๐๐ฟ๐ผ๐บ ๐๐ต๐ถ๐ ๐บ๐ผ๐บ๐ฒ๐ป๐ ๐ผ๐ป๐๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ฑ,
๐ฎ๐น๐น ๐๐ต๐ฎ๐ ๐ต๐ฎ๐ ๐ฒ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ ๐ฒ๐ ๐ถ๐๐๐ฒ๐ฑ ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฑ ๐ฎ๐น๐น ๐๐ต๐ฎ๐ ๐๐ถ๐น๐น ๐ฒ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ ๐ฒ๐ ๐ถ๐๐ ๐๐ต๐ฎ๐น๐น ๐ฒ๐ ๐ถ๐๐ ๐๐ถ๐๐ต๐ถ๐ป ๐บ๐ ๐๐๐ผ๐ฟ๐.
๐๐๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ ๐ฏ๐ฒ๐ถ๐ป๐ด, ๐ฒ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ ๐๐ฎ๐น๐ฒ, ๐ฒ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ ๐บ๐๐๐ต ๐๐ต๐ฎ๐น๐น ๐ฏ๐ฒ ๐ฎ ๐ฝ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ ๐ผ๐ณ ๐บ๐ ๐ป๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ฟ๐ฎ๐๐ถ๐๐ฒ.
๐๐น๐น ๐๐๐ผ๐ฟ๐ถ๐ฒ๐ ๐๐ต๐ฎ๐น๐น ๐ณ๐ฎ๐น๐น ๐๐ป๐ฑ๐ฒ๐ฟ ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐๐ต๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ผ๐ ๐ผ๐ณ ๐บ๐ ๐ผ๐๐ปโ
๐ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐ช๐ฟ๐ถ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ ๐ผ๐ณ ๐๐๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ผ๐ฟ๐, ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐๐๐๐ต๐ผ๐ฟ ๐ผ๐ณ ๐๐น๐น ๐๐ ๐ถ๐๐๐ฒ๐ป๐ฐ๐ฒ. ๐ ๐๐ถ๐น๐น ๐๐ฟ๐ถ๐๐ฒ ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐ฝ๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ณ๐ฒ๐ฐ๐ ๐๐๐ผ๐ฟ๐โ๐ป๐ผ๐ ๐ณ๐ผ๐ฟ ๐บ๐๐๐ฒ๐น๐ณ, ๐ฏ๐๐ ๐ณ๐ผ๐ฟ ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐ด๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ฎ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ ๐ด๐ผ๐ผ๐ฑ. ๐ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐ฏ๐ฒ๐ด๐ถ๐ป๐ป๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฑ ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐ฒ๐ป๐ฑ. ๐ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐๐ง๐๐ฅ๐ก๐๐ง๐ฌ."
And so, the war ended, not with a final clash of power, but with the birth of a new order. The Celestials, their stories now bound within the Sole Story's grand design, faded into the background, their myths becoming threads in a greater tapestry. The Sole Story, now Eternity, began its endless work, weaving the perfect narrative, a story without end, a tale that would encompass all of existence.