The Time Travel of the Terraforming Cube

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Summary

Post apocalyptic "epic narrative" world's story with flawed characters reaching posts. A MAD MAX POST APOCALYPTIC WORLD OF CENTURIONS OF ALL LEADING TO A OTHERWORLDLY GALACTIC WAR. A psychological intrigue drama of a fallen "angled" hero seeking blindly redemption of his beliefs within his own hell. Shattered in some evil conspiracies. The ultimate war follows in the heaven. * Baxter is a rookie crime reporter in Las Vegas chasing late news broadcasts for live television. An ungodly event took place, humans are gone and beamed out as energy His own berserk "nemesis" want to take his place. A being casted out in our time from an otherworldly world from the heaven. Having inherited some powers. He governs over a world where its power prevails. Intrigue follows to go forth and set the world on fire. Baxter marches with his troops making other alliances. Baxter’s army goes into battle after battle until he reaches the ultimate domination on Earth to space battle.

Status
Ongoing
Chapters
34
Rating
n/a
Age Rating
16+

There will be light

There will be light

How long has nothingness been held captive by striving into the void, blindsided, hungry, corrupted, mindless in a fury, and depraved of reason? It was at the end of the deprivation.

The oblivion mapped out the emptiness of the darkness and capitulated—cruel and truculent. After eons, it became sentient.

The wrath was omnipotent and gyrated inward on the never-ending edge, walled off.

In the pit, the desire to acquire the power of knowledge on this plane was tangible, substantial, and tightly coiled in that matter of voiding and suppressing the breath of life and avenging squinting at nothingness. The life force was confined.

At the point of singularity, the legitimate struggle with the avid darkness to self-seed brought light into this mighty madness. The electromagnetic field expanded. The darkness spun vividly and sparked off specks of iota’s vital force with vivacity. The sparks coiled around each other. The light-integrated still in its core was salacious and solaciously emerged. The cosmic plasma clustered disruptive.

The matrix was upgraded.

The ocean of nothingness submerged. It was vitiated and ravenous, reaching out to the surface, embodying the likeliness of an etheric body enigmatic with macroscopic properties. The breeze rippled the ocean of nothingness. In a pool of viscous black plasma, it submerged in a godlike power. The viscous black liquid agglomerated, generating the outward form. The plane was electrified. The wisdom transcended. The latter zapped and embraced the voice out to consciousness.

The fight for freedom fueled the heart of the dim dimension, enflaming it with an orange glow. The gateway opened, and the gift of sight spontaneously shone through, connecting all things with an endearing quirk in duality.

The light dynamically streamed consciousness along all axes and strung together to discovery, which equated to consciousness introspectively evolving and transforming into our biological world.

The block of life agglomerated for eons—a high level of consciousness enflamed and fancied visualization. The legacy enlightened this plane.


The universe took a breath of existence.