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.

"Then...let us have these children calling themselves Dimensional Rulers relinquish control of the 9 Anchors. Let us show them why the Last Age ended the way it did and that things...will be no different in this Age."

The weaving of Destiny turned tumultuous as the Others gave their affirmations.

took the first step forward as her throne began to shine with a point

was known as the Directorate

HUUM!

thrones, a radiant point of authority lit up as once all 12 were shining radiantly with majesty, a sort of

A point of authority.

to form a dazzling white doorway with immaculate golden arches, the center

of the Throne of the Tribunal that was identified

on this one since the

as to the Others,

was what lay behind this white door with the

her burning throne where nothing could be seen, a jade-like hand reached out to flick the radiant door slightly- causing it to fling across the folds of space

matter of time before they come. Let us

as they began the first sequence

region of an Empyral Domain

titanic humanoid who pulsed with an aura that caused the surrounding essence of Natural Laws sat

covered with a radiant pale luster as he looked like a statue, while other parts of his skin were stellar points of Astral light.

the 5 Pure-Blooded Primordial Bloodlines in his body, and even though he was surrounded by dense waves of the

being opened in the next instant as he felt a shocking fluctuation, a radiant white door

...!

being to rise with seriousness, reaching out as the white door landed in his palm and he was granted a stupendous authority- the back of his palm becoming inscribed with the

"Any particular modus operandi?"

flashed with power as

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