In the beginning there was chaos. The world was filled with things that never were, and humans had no hearts. Fragments of Land, Sea and Sky drifted lazily about empty space. Light and Darkness spiraled in serene harmony.
In the deepest depths of chaos, a birth of magnificent and magical proportions took place. This birth began to shape the chaos, forever changing it. The creation of a single entity split the Land and Sea from the Sky; and the Land and Sea again. The formation of this essence would not just shape the physical, but the celestial.
Humans would be given hearts, and that which did not fit the laws of a newly formed reality would be cast from existence. The summary of these laws and the basics of reality would take the form of what you would see as a little girl. She would be young, the embodiment of innocence, with a dress so white, it radiated purity. She would be named “Infinity”.
But due to the inconstant nature of chaos, another driving force would come to exist. It would be named “Oblivion”
Oblivion existed in a world parallel to reality, where that which did not exist, found itself to be. Oblivion would model himself after the perfections of Infinity, but could not remain constant. He would live as her shadow.
Together forming a coin, Oblivion was Infinity’s other half. Where Infinity would embed hearts into the empty husks of humans, Oblivion would pierce their hearts, and viciously tear them to shreds, leaving only a small part remaining. The mangled husks, barely holding to the fabrics of Infinity’s laws, would slip into Oblivion’s reverse world.
Infinity began to grow tired of her perfect world. She would feel smothered, restricted by her laws.
“How can perfection exist, if there’s nothing to hold it against?” She thought to herself. She visited the reverse world and sought out Oblivion’s Castle Dreadnought.
There she found Oblivion. He offered her tainted hearts, and tears to wash them down. Infinity’s touch restored the hearts, filling them with love, their beats; and the tears became tears of joy. She began to weep.
The nature of chaos again took over, fulfilling its role.
Instead of falling into a fit of inconsolable fury, Oblivion fell madly in love.
“How can something so perfect, so beautiful, make sorrow so…unappealing?” He said aloud. Infinity began to giggle. Oblivion was perplexed.
“So then it’s true. You can do nothing but love me, just as I cannot stand to be without you.” Infinity spoke, her words echoing through the reverse world, and hers.
In one final embrace they became one. The reverse world fused with the real world. But chaos was not formed.
The bond Infinity and Oblivion share is what holds the world together, for without their love there would be nothing.
