The gate aboard the spaceship was hailed as humanity’s greatest triumph; a marvel of science and ingenuity, promising to connect distant stars. But its power did more than open pathways; it unraveled the fragile threads of cosmic balance. Each activation sent unseen forces rippling outward, bending space-time and leaving chaos in its wake.
On one distant world, the sky itself broke open, revealing a void that defied comprehension. A swirling vortex of chaotic energy tore through the heavens, as if the universe itself had been wounded. The inhabitants could only stand in stunned silence, watching as their reality was irrevocably altered.
Far across the galaxy, on another planet, a father and son gazed up in awe at an explosion that lit the night sky brighter than any star. They could not know it was the violent death of a distant star, nor that this cosmic event was tied to the activation of the gate. To them, it was a moment of beauty and mystery, carrying with it a silent foreboding.
What humanity hailed as progress on one end brought devastation on another. The gate’s promise of connection came with an undeniable cost: a galaxy forever marked by the ripples of its power.