In a Garden at the Edge of Time and Space

There is a garden. Not many people could see this garden. Different beings view this garden differently

Sometimes, you could not see it at all. If that being inside the garden did not want you to see it, then whatever magic, whatever methods, whatever machine you have would not be able to capture its image

But that being never block this garden from being seen. However, even if he doesn’t block the garden, it is not easy to see it

Today, it sits at the Edge of Time and Space. Tomorrow, it might be on the intersection between dimensions. On another day, it might be inside a droplet of water in some planet

This garden however, usually reside inside the Sacred Dimension.

It is really rare that it would today sits at the edge of time and space.

Was it because of the ripple that echoes through the Omniverse? Or was it simply because of the whims of the one inside the garden?

No one really knows but Him

Inside the garden, there is a white house.

This white house today is surrounded by white clouds. Mist from different worlds sems to gather here and forms clouds.

Inside the white house there is a typewriter. The typewriter never stops.

It is always writing. Each letter represents a world, inside the letter is numerous and myriad lifeforms.

Fate and destinies are written, the rules and laws of the worlds binds all fates and destinies.

Today however, the typewriter slightly hit a snag.

One letter could not be written.

"Hmm?" a voice sounded inside this always silent white house. A gaze looks toward the typewriter.

This being look at the typewriter, look at that type slug that hovers in the air, unable to fully struck down on the paper and he smiles

He waves his hand and that paper flew to His hand.

He looks at it and He chuckle. A smile on His face

"So, be it!"

Three words. And the entire Omniverse quakes that days. Rules and realities wavers all across the Omniverse,

Not far away from the Garden, there is a river. On the bank of the river, there is a hut. A simple hut. The roof is made of straw, the pillars are made of nearby wood trees. Inside the hut is an old being.

This being is sleeping. But then a sound enters His ears and He is awoken.

He heard the words, and he sighed.

He got up from His slumber, and then went out of the hut. Then He look at the river and He frowned. The entire River of Time and Space...it is churning. Churning and boiling. Some are entirely chaotic. He looks at this long River of Time and He shook His head.

He did not say anything, only looking toward the direction of the garden. He harrumphed and then He jump into the River.

The river is wide.

The river is long.

And the River....swallowed everyone who dares to swim in it.

But He is the River Master.

This River could not submerge Him, could not drown Him, the River that is long, the River that is deep....overwhelm all heroes and creations, a River that could drown all of creations, a River that is so long that it is infinite, a River that is so deep that no one could see its depths, and no one could sense its depth...this River that has become a graveyard for all creation.... only reached His thighs.

He waded the river, and is slowly moving toward the chaos that is now engulfing the entire River

And as He waded, the time and space all over the Omniverse is being disturbed and cause and effect are being unravelled, connected, split and joins.

All of time and space is disturbed, rippling throughout all realities and dimension, changing fates and destinies all across the Omniverse.

Meanwhile there is another part in the area that was affected.

The Garden. The Garden did not only have the white house. It also has a garden. After all, it could not be said it is garden if it did not have a garden

Three words of that being, ripples across all creations.

And on the Garden, those three words causes a few fruits to fall from the rotten trees being nurtured in the Garden.

The ground cracks and dark aura seeps from the cracked ground.

Then if that is not enough, some trees break at the seams.

And instead of seeing veins and roots and barks of trees, when the trees fall down it reveals rift in spaces and sounds coming out of these rifts.

These sound could only be heard by certain people. Even to some powerful beings all they would hear is screeching and scratching sound. It is the frequency of worlds.

But to some beings, those who hear these sounds....they would hear songs.

Songs that is so beautiful, it touches the heart and soul. It is the songs of creations, of life, of love, of beauty, of hatred, of ugliness, everything there is and everything that should be and is

It is the kind of songs that the Creator hears. The same kind of song that the Destroyer hears. Those powerful beings all over the Omniverse, when they look at a universe, they look with their senses and they would surely hear the songs.

And everything has a song.

Only some beings could hear it and many could not

It is a magnificent sound and it sounded different to anyone that hears it. But it always would touch you heart

And the gardener of this large garden could also hear the songs from the rift

Loki of Asgard look at the rifts and he sighed

"Wargod....did he want to flip the chessboard?’ Loki said while shaking his head. He walks to the shed and look around the shed.

There is a hoe, pruners, water buckets, pails and dozens of other gardening tools.

"Where is that saw?" he looks around but do not find it. He waves his hand and the equipment all arranges itself but there is now saw

"Hmm" Loki close his eyes for a moment and then he visualizes the saw

"Ah!" Loki suddenly remembers.

"I left it at that planet" Loki then went goes to the shed door, close his eyes and then he opens the door.

When he opens the door, instead of seeing the garden, he saw a scenery of tundra filled snow.

"Ah, there it is" Loki exclaimed. The moment he opens the door he is transported in a different dimension and a different universe in a different world.

The door is still there and Loki step onto this world. As for the saw...the saw is there. And its height is so high it breaks through the stratosphere.

Loki looked upward and saw the starry skies and he smiles

"No longer any Chthonian creatures. It was really troublesome sawing the body of that Cthulhu creatures" Loki look at this world with a smile.

"Live is about to appear in this planet in a few trillion years. I wonder what the Creator would do. Would he create humans from clay, would he just breathe souls into it or will he send divine rays and let it evolves"

Loki wonders about it but he shook his head

"That is His job"

Loki job is tending the garden.

To tend to the trees, top prune the fruits and leaves that are rotten and to make sure the garden is beautiful and healthy.

As for creation and destruction that is not his domain.

He would do his jobs and the Creator and Destroyer would do their jobs.

It is just that during this time of Great Chaos, sometimes their responsibility....overlaps.

Creator could destroy, Destroyer could create and he....the gardener....could also influence things a bit.

But Loki has no intention to interfere.

He already interferes the last time.

He had probably done enough

"When I questioned Him....isn’t that me interfering?"

Loki thought about it for a moment and shakes his head.

There is a bitter smile on his face

"His thought is unfathomable. My questions....He is probably aware of it before I even utter it. Then everything that happens....was meant to happen?"

"Which part of it predetermined and which part of it is the power of wishes? Did He change his mind or was that the plan from the beginning?"

"To give a chance. Just like He had given the chance to Etherna. He probably knows how it would end. But He still gave that chance. Waiting. Just watching and waiting" Loki mutters to himself

But after a few second, he banished all of these thoughts from his mind

Then he walks towards the saw. The saw has dark gooey liquid on its edges. And Loki of Asgard frowns seeing it

"These Cthulhu creatures always had to leave such a tint each time they are being eradicated" Loki shook his head

"Transform!" Loki orders and the saw that is so high it broke the heaven above turns into a two feet saw and floated in front of Loki.

The transformation is quite drastic.

This saw is the kind of saw that could cut Universes. It could cut through cause and effect and it could cut destiny and fates.

It might look rustic, with handle wood and rusty edges, but this saw is even sharper than those shears that those Three Sisters of Fates

However, this saw is not something Loki could use outside of the garden.

This is the property of the garden.

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