I am the eternity, who will tour the journey of the victory of the good, and the demise of the devil.

Across thousands of light years from the Milky Way, resided the galaxy of mighty Krotovs. This beautiful galaxy was consistent with its own clusters of glowing and glittering stars, planets and satellites, spread throughout representing the shape of a crystal kiwi fruit. The empty vacuum dealt with the green flesh of the cross-section of the fruit whereas the planets and all other heavenly bodies constituted its seeds. Its stark appearance was what brought about an intense stroke of interest among the other fellow galaxies, neighbouring its boundary.

One could easily squint their eyes while counting the numerous range of spacecrafts zooming in and out of the different planets. It was the major source of traffic for this particular galaxy where the natives were like busy bees for keeping their senses updated about the whereabouts of the other planets, more like reporters running around, spying on every living which registered them.

Out of all these chaotic performances, there was one little planet that was almost overlayed by the dimensions of the other terrenes. Its name was Tyre. Tyre was a smaller planet in the maze of Krotov galaxy.

Although this planet was much smaller in size than the heart of the galaxy, it had the most signifance among all in case of historical aspects.

On this planet, the greatest king of all the dynasties, Grayson, landed his feet for the first time. His reign brought back the undiscovered happiness and sparks of satisfaction in the cores of his men, until the evil shadow of his adopted sibling bloated out prominently. Wars, bloodsheds and genocides acquired the sacred land. Blood stained glasslands became the slaughter houses of peace and the victims only included loyal innocents. Unable to bear with so many disheartening news of deaths every single morning, Grayson resolved to empty his throne, leaving behind his only heir as the young secretory of his planet.

Grayson gave up his life at his own will in order to secure the land from anymore kills yet unfortunately he was unable to predict the near future. He was beheaded at the feet of Zeus, the devilish so called brother of the late Grayson.

Zeus settled his kinsmen at the central planet of Krotov, which was also known by the pseudonym of Krotovia. His ruthlessness was expected to be bound by the death of the late king, however he called off the same. Taking over the largest crust did not soothe his greeds, his desires and drools. Even the existence of Tyre became a sin to his acts. He preceded his army to take over this little orb as well.

Nevertheless, Tyre's entire population, under the instructions of the contemporary leader, successfully blocked the Krotovian troops from fetching any further to the Tyriad atmosphere. They became, determined to protect their dear planet from the hands of those disloyal intruders.

Ultimately Zeus passed the sentence of discarding Tyre from the essence of Krotovian empire. It would only be looked upon as an enemy state.

Serenity preserved its existence in Tyre till the next few couples of decades yet the Tyrians soon noticed the red flag that Krotovia was trying to host high again.

An unnatural itchyness conquered this galaxy and the two second generation kings never paused shooting laser through their orbits. Time flew past the two royal kingdoms with uncertainty and continued rivalry.

Almost eight decades later, there was a sudden spurt of festive mood in the dominating planet of Krotov. The news of the birth of a heir presumptive enlightened the hearts of billions. A little female soul filled the vacent lap of Queen Sephora, the third monarch of Krotovion society. That was the face of the future ruler entitled Princess Y/N.

Queen Sephora had immense faith in one of her chambermaids, Hiori, who was a dweller of the planet of Tyre and was originally recruited by the present Tyriad king. She was a spy undercover who was adopted for a mission to the royal court of Krotovia.

Emergence of princess Y/N had become the deer in headlights for the conversations among Krotovians. The first cry of the little princess matched with beats of every hearts. Her sweet melodious squeals, blushy cheeks as soft as flower petals, beautiful glistening iris, plump full lips and the ethereal beauty was enough to turn anybody blind by her glow. She was such fascinating. However, her ethereal natural attire was only witnessed by Hiori, the chief chambermaid.

As soon as she got her hands on the sleeping beauty in her cubicle, she exchanged her cot with a new infant and seized the real princess with her. Her heart almost cracked to commit the sin she was heading to. Perhaps she would never be forgiven for her crime but also that was the foremost task why she had been residing in the Krotovian palace, struggling to her last smothering breath for acquiring the faith of the queen. Though she never meant to like the sovereign wholeheartedly but her kind nature, altruism, interactions and versatility forced her to bow before her own wills.

Pangs thronged among the walls of her heart for betraying her dear queen yet she could never undo the plans of the Tyriad king who encripted her to disguise safely till date.

Hiori pulled the brakes of her spacecraft before a dark oval door, floating in the midway of the galaxy. She averted to watch the sleepy little baby on her side. The more she witnessed her body, the more she regretted at her transgressions.

However, she picked up the baby princess, covered in a thick fluffy towel marked with the royal emblem, in her arms and gazed at the innocent pure bud who was yet to bloom. And maybe she would never get the chance to flouish her beauty in the future. Hiori gulped thickly, her lips stretched for a small pained smile as her eyes were flooded with tears.

"I'm so sorry young goddess but I see no other ways to protect you. Only if you had been my baby or someone else's rather than the throned queen, perhaps you were born to be lost."

With this, she clutched the young being and tossed it at a great strength towards the wormhole. The cuddled little structure got sucked into the darkness while tear drops meandered down the cheeks of Hiori. No sooner had she lost the sight of the princess in the hell of cosmos, than she perceived the red light of spacecrafts streaming her way.

She clenched her grips onto the steering, firmly and rushed out in the speed of sound.

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"Your highness, I'm sorry to state but Miss Hiori was caught red handed by the Krotovian horde," a man dressed in the form of a guard spoke with a lowered head.

"What about the princess?" asked a soft, deep husky tone from the throne.

The guard nodded, "Well the plan is partially or 90% sucessful, the rest 10% being her failure in fleeing safely. The princess has been dumped into the wormhole. But the problem is that Hiori is now under their surveillance and is being interrogated about her motives. She might reveal everything in case, afterall she's a woman."

"Hmm, looks like now my time has come to step in," a cold manly voice broke the silence, his edges lengthened on one side revealing a sinister smirk.

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Hello there! Oh check this little explanation below in case you need to know.

Space is a humorous thing, there are numerous galaxies. So there are some mysterious passages, or maybe time passages where light connot pass or gets absorbed wholly. They are somewhat similar to blackholes and so hypothetically time stops still. Also there are linkers of nutrine effects. Once somebody gets into it, predictions need to be ceased about the future arena. These are called by the honorable marks of wormholes.

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