If instead of Aion x Selene... Aion x Achlys happened...
Instead of Master and Servant of Time... If Master of Time and the Witch of the Ethereal Darkness happened... ...The outcome of Era 5 and 6 suddenly changes drastically.
Actually that's exactly the deal. Her intentions are for the good of all but everyone is afraid of the absolute power that is the Ethereal Darkness.
In the timeline I make mention that Marc tries to stop her because he thinks it would consume her. She turns around and says that if he won't use it to take action against the prophesied plague, she will.
The darkness is part of light, they need each other to exist, what you should fear is the nothingness, that uncharted region will devour anything to reign with its power
Light and dark shall work together to fend themselves from such major threat
Have you ever crossed the line between sanity and madness? You would be amazed by what lies beyond the fog..
...ok I never thought of "nothingness" being the ultimate threat to light and dark but that made me realize... you know what the latin word for "nothing" is? If you know that, you should see how this all just tied everything together.
EDIT If you don't know and use google translate, the initial one given is not the word I'm talking about.
Exactly ...And that made me realize. What better reason to have a war that lasts for seemingly forever than that of survival? Nothingness... the Void... What if the War of Eternity is not some petty squabble over a book of prophecy... What if it was a fight against the impossible?
The Inevitable Conclusion... A fight against the very thing that consumes all. A fight against the Void.
But can you really destroy that which does not exist? The absence of all existence? No. Can you delay it? Yes.
The Demon Caeles ... Is actually the Void. The Nihiliods are not just planet destroyers. They are the embodiment of the Void.
A fight for survival You would think something such as a fight against erasure would bring a galaxy together towards a common cause... Instead it tears it apart. Hysteria sets in... factions form with different ideologies on how to destroy the Void. A clash of views, everyone is afraid of the other's radical ideas on how to destroy that which destroys.
Time itself means nothing to the Void. Aion, the Master of Time, is rendered powerless. What can he do? He can do what one driven to the brink of insanity can do. Try again. "Cowards die many times, while the brave die but once."
He challenges the Inevitable Conclusion, the Void. But what does he have? His own power means nothing. Strength of Will alone? Against the Void?
Such naivety! What can the will of petty mortals do against the face of certain destruction? Of certain erasure from this existence?
More than the Void would think. For his own bretheren... Other Caeles... aid the mortals of Venturia. Against the odds, they choose to fight.
Upon the revolving cogs of fate does our lives hang. The threads golden with the hue of eternity. The clock turns and the hour hand points to a new time, a new era. Yet we live on, ignorant of the tick of the clock of fate. Nay, our lives are not defined by the clock, rather the events that doth unfold forth from it. As the new age dawns, threads will be cut. Lives will plummet into the abyss of history, forgotten. As they fall, war rises and ravages the hanging threads like a tempest most ferocious. Many lives, many of the golden threads are battered by the onslaught, helpless to change it. War defined their fate. War was the plague that the clock hands brought to help define the new era. But as war storms and thunders and starts the inferno that consumes all that it touches and reduces all to mere ashes...those with a will to change cruel fate stand up from the smoldering embers. With hope and strength of the heart, they force the clock of fate to change again, to move on to a new time, to bring new fortune. And so it does. The war ends and the hands bring peace.
The abyss The Void...
Our lives dangle from the clock of fate. As the threads are cut, we fall to the void. As the hands turn, we move closer to the void. War arises as the struggle for survival ensues. As the mortals clamber over one another in a desperate attempt to escape the void...
They cut each other and fall towards its gaping maw.
Eternity is but an illusion. For the Void is the end of time. The Edge of Eternity.
One does not simply destroy the Void. One can only hope to delay it.
The basic premise behind the entirety of Eternal Galaxy...
That is how the people would act, fear fuels ideas that shatter organizations, but it can also inspire others to rise and work together, maybe one has the idea to deal with this threat, maybe not kill it, but stop it at least, other may have the resources for such idea.
The hope could come from the smallest child to the oldest elder, everyone can do something if they get up
Want to know where I got this idea?
SpoilerFrom a twilight Princess fanfiction XD
Have you ever crossed the line between sanity and madness? You would be amazed by what lies beyond the fog..