WIP - Birth of the Multiverse
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Chapter 1:
My name is Draven, and this is the story of how I became the ruler of the Multiverse.
Now, before I get into too much detail, know that this is a story of death, betrayal, and
vengeance. I’ve done many things to get to this point, and I regret nothing. All that I have done
was for the good of this world, and many others. I wasn’t always so malevolent, I was actually
quite a loving boy, until it happened.
----------It’s the year 2243, and humanity has advanced beyond our wildest dreams. We have
spread out across the stars, and I guess you could say it’s like something out of Star Trek.
There is a union of planets that enforce galactic law between multiple species, human and alien
alike. If alien is even a viable term at this point. The Union of Planets consists of hundreds of
planets across the galaxy, and with a total of 137 different alien species, with more being
discovered at any time.
I live humbly here on Earth, even though I was born on one of the colony planets along
the outer rim of the galaxy. I moved here with my parents when I was 5, and I’ve called it home
since. Life on Earth hasn’t really changed much, besides from all the different advances in tech.
We’ve got flying cars, virtual reality gaming, Apple’s still around, about to release the iPhone
490. Supposed to be the biggest screen yet, with full VR (virtual reality) immersion. I personally
think the whole things stupid, can’t even use it in school anyway. Speaking of which, high school
hasn’t changed, besides the different alien species that now reside here on Earth.
I’m currently a senior at Gravity Falls High School, in my town of Gravity Falls (I know
right, so creative). We actually got our town’s name from the scientist who discovered that
gravity can be manipulated and modified. He was from here, back when it was called New
Jersey or something. Howard G. Falls, one of history’s greatest scientists, now in the hall of
fame next to a photo of Albert Einstein.
Anyway, life here is ok. I have my Salarian friend Guri, he’s a pretty cool guy. Well,
technically his species is asexual, but we’ll call him a dude. He’s pretty awesome, his species
can change their appearance, but they can’t go invisible. Kinda a bummer really. He likes to play
tricks on me and blend in will the walls at school sometimes, but it’s that kind of friendship you
only experience once in your life.
And then there’s this girl. Orianna. We’ve been friends since I first arrived on Earth, the
only difference is she was born here. She’s human, and the most beautiful woman I have ever
seen. She doesn’t know that I have a crush on her, it’s one of those things where your friends
and she doesn’t realize how you feel. I’m too afraid to tell her honestly. Guri knows, that guy
knows me better than myself sometimes.
So I have my two friends, and we go to this lame high school, and do lame high school
things. It’s almost that time of year, where everyone is ready for prom and talking about who’s
going with who and what not. I was sitting in Universal History class next to Guri, listening to
these conversations, when out of the blue Guri says to me, “Hey, you should ask Orianna man.
This is your chance bro.” I had thought about it, but wasn’t sure what to do. “I don’t know man.
What if she says no?” Always that fear of rejection, that I wouldn’t be able to take it, and this fear
has consumed me since my youth. “Dude, you don’t realize how obvious it is you like her, I’m
sure she’s noticed herself by now. Just go for it dude.”, said Guri. “Alright man, I’ll ask her at
dinner tonight. We’re going out for some Gidarian cuisine, it’s her favorite.” Guri looked at me
and said,”You’re pretty much taking her on dates already man haha.” Good ol’ Guri. The most
loyal friend I’ve ever had.
---------Dinnertime rolled around, and I picked up Orianna in my classic Ford Mustang from
2145. This car was my pride and passion, and since it was Orianna, I didn’t mind taking her out
in it. She always looked so beautiful. Her long flowing blonde hair, and her piercing blue eyes. I
could stare into those for eternity. She had a slightly protruding nose, and a very strong jawline.
It’s as if this girl was sent from the heavens. Well, we pulled up at the restaurant. Now let me tell
you about these Gidarians. They excel beyond your wildest beliefs at cooking. The reason?
They have four arms! It’s friggen cool watching these guys cook, and it’s a huge pride in their
culture. Anyways, we arrived at the restaurant and asked for our table.
I remember that night as if it was yesterday, and it couldn’t have been anymore perfect.
Orianna looked more beautiful than ever, but I couldn’t help but be nervous. We had chatted
about the usual high school stuff, tests and homework and such, and the time flew by. Before I
knew it, we were munching on dessert, and I hadn’t even asked her yet. “Hey, Orianna? Can I
ask you something?” I was nervous, and I didn’t know what to expect. “Of course, what is it?”
she replied. “Well, its just, I really like you, and I have for a long time now. And I am not afraid of
what I feel. Oh goodness I’m rambling. Would you go to prom with me?” I felt so nervous yet so
alive, and I’m only asking this girl to prom! But, without hesitation, she had said,”Draven, I would
love to! I thought you would never ask me! I was starting to wonder if you even felt the same.’
“Really? Oh man, this is amazing! I’ll have to start preparing now!”
If I had only known what dark shadows were looming on the horizon.
-----------Chapter 2
It was the night. Prom. Ever since that night a few weeks before, Orianna and I had
grown ever closer. It was as if we were meant to be! And so here I am, outside her house, all
dressed up in a very expensive Alarian tuxedo. My parents could afford it no problem, being the
CEO’s of Wal-Mart, which has become an intergalactic necessity for some reason. Anyway, they
had indulged me when I told them the news. I mean, Alaria has the best clothing weavers in the
galaxy. They love fashion, and take great pride in it, especially in what materials are used.
Nothing but the best for them.
My name is Draven, and this is the story of how I became the ruler of the Multiverse.
Now, before I get into too much detail, know that this is a story of death, betrayal, and
vengeance. I’ve done many things to get to this point, and I regret nothing. All that I have done
was for the good of this world, and many others. I wasn’t always so malevolent, I was actually
quite a loving boy, until it happened.
----------It’s the year 2243, and humanity has advanced beyond our wildest dreams. We have
spread out across the stars, and I guess you could say it’s like something out of Star Trek.
There is a union of planets that enforce galactic law between multiple species, human and alien
alike. If alien is even a viable term at this point. The Union of Planets consists of hundreds of
planets across the galaxy, and with a total of 137 different alien species, with more being
discovered at any time.
I live humbly here on Earth, even though I was born on one of the colony planets along
the outer rim of the galaxy. I moved here with my parents when I was 5, and I’ve called it home
since. Life on Earth hasn’t really changed much, besides from all the different advances in tech.
We’ve got flying cars, virtual reality gaming, Apple’s still around, about to release the iPhone
490. Supposed to be the biggest screen yet, with full VR (virtual reality) immersion. I personally
think the whole things stupid, can’t even use it in school anyway. Speaking of which, high school
hasn’t changed, besides the different alien species that now reside here on Earth.
I’m currently a senior at Gravity Falls High School, in my town of Gravity Falls (I know
right, so creative). We actually got our town’s name from the scientist who discovered that
gravity can be manipulated and modified. He was from here, back when it was called New
Jersey or something. Howard G. Falls, one of history’s greatest scientists, now in the hall of
fame next to a photo of Albert Einstein.
Anyway, life here is ok. I have my Salarian friend Guri, he’s a pretty cool guy. Well,
technically his species is asexual, but we’ll call him a dude. He’s pretty awesome, his species
can change their appearance, but they can’t go invisible. Kinda a bummer really. He likes to play
tricks on me and blend in will the walls at school sometimes, but it’s that kind of friendship you
only experience once in your life.
And then there’s this girl. Orianna. We’ve been friends since I first arrived on Earth, the
only difference is she was born here. She’s human, and the most beautiful woman I have ever
seen. She doesn’t know that I have a crush on her, it’s one of those things where your friends
and she doesn’t realize how you feel. I’m too afraid to tell her honestly. Guri knows, that guy
knows me better than myself sometimes.
So I have my two friends, and we go to this lame high school, and do lame high school
things. It’s almost that time of year, where everyone is ready for prom and talking about who’s
going with who and what not. I was sitting in Universal History class next to Guri, listening to
these conversations, when out of the blue Guri says to me, “Hey, you should ask Orianna man.
This is your chance bro.” I had thought about it, but wasn’t sure what to do. “I don’t know man.
What if she says no?” Always that fear of rejection, that I wouldn’t be able to take it, and this fear
has consumed me since my youth. “Dude, you don’t realize how obvious it is you like her, I’m
sure she’s noticed herself by now. Just go for it dude.”, said Guri. “Alright man, I’ll ask her at
dinner tonight. We’re going out for some Gidarian cuisine, it’s her favorite.” Guri looked at me
and said,”You’re pretty much taking her on dates already man haha.” Good ol’ Guri. The most
loyal friend I’ve ever had.
---------Dinnertime rolled around, and I picked up Orianna in my classic Ford Mustang from
2145. This car was my pride and passion, and since it was Orianna, I didn’t mind taking her out
in it. She always looked so beautiful. Her long flowing blonde hair, and her piercing blue eyes. I
could stare into those for eternity. She had a slightly protruding nose, and a very strong jawline.
It’s as if this girl was sent from the heavens. Well, we pulled up at the restaurant. Now let me tell
you about these Gidarians. They excel beyond your wildest beliefs at cooking. The reason?
They have four arms! It’s friggen cool watching these guys cook, and it’s a huge pride in their
culture. Anyways, we arrived at the restaurant and asked for our table.
I remember that night as if it was yesterday, and it couldn’t have been anymore perfect.
Orianna looked more beautiful than ever, but I couldn’t help but be nervous. We had chatted
about the usual high school stuff, tests and homework and such, and the time flew by. Before I
knew it, we were munching on dessert, and I hadn’t even asked her yet. “Hey, Orianna? Can I
ask you something?” I was nervous, and I didn’t know what to expect. “Of course, what is it?”
she replied. “Well, its just, I really like you, and I have for a long time now. And I am not afraid of
what I feel. Oh goodness I’m rambling. Would you go to prom with me?” I felt so nervous yet so
alive, and I’m only asking this girl to prom! But, without hesitation, she had said,”Draven, I would
love to! I thought you would never ask me! I was starting to wonder if you even felt the same.’
“Really? Oh man, this is amazing! I’ll have to start preparing now!”
If I had only known what dark shadows were looming on the horizon.
-----------Chapter 2
It was the night. Prom. Ever since that night a few weeks before, Orianna and I had
grown ever closer. It was as if we were meant to be! And so here I am, outside her house, all
dressed up in a very expensive Alarian tuxedo. My parents could afford it no problem, being the
CEO’s of Wal-Mart, which has become an intergalactic necessity for some reason. Anyway, they
had indulged me when I told them the news. I mean, Alaria has the best clothing weavers in the
galaxy. They love fashion, and take great pride in it, especially in what materials are used.
Nothing but the best for them.
