Galaxy's Blood

"A warrior drenched in the blood of a thousand galaxies, a demon with a soul darker than endless night, a trickster with the cleverest wits; that is what waits inside. Nothing could stop it; no one could reason with it. No one could predict where or when it would strike, stepping down from the sky to destroy worlds. "

"I wouldn't be scared of it," Arkhew scoffed.

"Would you?" Innocet raised an eyebrow. "No one knows what weapon this phantom used; perhaps survivors were too frightened to speak of it, perhaps it was never seen; perhaps there were no survivors. " She leaned in closer. "One day, a good wizard came from beyond the stars. He wept upon seeing the destruction left in this being's wake. Therefore, the wizard used all the skill and knowledge he possessed and created the Pandorica."

"What's that?" Farge asked.

"The securest prison that has ever been made, or ever will be created. Time locks, deadlock seals, time stops and even more. Not even in death might one escape it. The wizard created a trap, pretending to be alone and defenseless to lure the beast in. The goblin came, and the wizard sealed in in the Pandorica for all eternity. He even created guards to watch over it. And least future generations forget the need for diligence; he raised a great marker over it to show the location's significance."

"What about the prisoner?" Someone asked.

"Aware for all eternity, never sleeping; conscious of every passing second till he goes entirely mad."

"I feel sorry for him."

"He deserves it," Arkhew muttered.

Thete stared into the distance. "I don't think anyone deserves that."