The Great Game Station: The Hub
The Universe… a place where we don't even know the fullest reach of where it ends, where the origins of how it came to pass stir conflict when it comes to pass. It's very reasoning for existing may forever allude those who seek for answers, lost forever to myths and mysteries of the past. It is within these mysteries that there is a station, one that can take you to places you can never imagine. But there is a toll, all who choose to use this station must play a game. A game which houses the various fates and realities of all who touch this ever-connecting station, a game of chance.
"Aaaaauuuugh", a groan comes from atop an intricate chandelier, floating in the middle of the massive room. "Thhhat, is the last time I use Time-Space Wine to cure insomnia." A slip occurs, "Someone catch meeeeee 'Splat'…. Ow." Rising from the 100-foot drop to the floor was an androgynous 7-year-old sized being in very oversized silk pajamas. "Syyyd, where is the Zeno Hangover Pills?" "They're in your new body Strattos." A voice over the speakers sounds, "Which one?" Strattos calls, "The Big Day one." "Oh, shit is that today, I gotta hurry!" Strattos now scrambles for it, "Are all the preparations in order." "All premade setups will be ready in 1.37 atto cycles." Strattos jumps onto a moving platform, "Perfect." The deity grins in his new body, 7 foot even, with a cerulean top hat with a circuit on it, complimented by an azure tuxedo with a more prominent circuit design and a neon green bowtie blinking bright then dim every few seconds. "Hey ," "Yes Syd?" The now male Adam Strattos asks with his new pasture green eyes, "…..Happy 10,000,000,000,000,000 cycle anniversary." Syd speaks wistfully.
Darkness… it's the only thing I can see. Until I made my entrance. Adam thoughts as he jumps down to the ground floor of a massive building, "THE TIME HAS COME MY BRETHEREN!", Adam yells to an explosive crowd that lit multiple nuclear explosions into the night sky, "LADIES, GENTLEMEN, AND THAT TECHNICOLORED RAINBOW IN BETWEEN, WE HAVE SUFFERED, WE HAVE WON, WE HAVE LOST, AND NOW WE CELEBRATE THE TEN QUADRILLION ZENO CYCLES OF THE CREATION OF THE… .STATION!" Adam pants as the entirety of the station, which in and of itself, is the size of 20 known universes together, shakes to it's very roots as the denizens of the station party like it was the end of the world…again.