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They had found them. Even in the darker strata, they had
found them.
Elektra and Prometheus may have been gods, but there
were greater gods. Beings at the very pinnacle of existence, at
the summit of the cosmic hierarchy.
The Guardians.
Elektra had never seen anything like it in her long, so very
long, life. And she knew that few others in the universe had
either.
Thankfully.
The entire Council of Guardians, six burning figures of
wrath and vengeance, of power and unimaginable majesty. A
Six-Fold-God.
A Six-Fold-God for a Six-Fold Realm.
YOU HAVE TRANSGRESSED THE ANCIENT COVENANT, they
said, six voices as one. YOU HAVE BROKEN THE VERY LAWS OF
THE CONTINUUM.
YOU WILL ALL BE PUNISHED.
Elektra and Prometheus remained silent: there was nothing
to say, nothing to do. Together, the Guardians could bend
reality, fashion space and time to their whims. To them, a
Chronovore and an Eternal were insects – less than insects.
And then Elektra realised what they meant – what they
intended to do. She screamed her defiance, her cries tearing
through the vortex, powerful enough to shred matter down to
the quark level. But to the Council of Guardians it was nothing
more than a summer breeze.
They had decided. Now they would act. Without further
discussion they handed down their sentence.
Prometheus was the first to be punished for his sins.
Acting in metaconcert, the Council of Guardians was the most
powerful force in the universe. In many respects they were the
universe. Effortlessly, they took Prometheus’ timeline and
unravelled it, string by superstring, back and back. Elektra
could do nothing; even if she had dared to defy the council, its
massed energies were freezing her in stasis. She could only
observe as her lover, her partner, her mate, was unpicked from
the fabric of space-time.
She could feel Prometheus’ mind convulsing in agony,
reaching out for her in a single long moment of need, before
he ceased to exist. Before he ceased to ever have existed. The
time vortex turned inside out as it came to terms with its
fundamental nature being disturbed, before finally calming
down into the blackness of the darker strata.
Quote from No Future novel implies Six Fold God is omniversal
‘There are some powers in the omniverse that can do anything. The
Guardians, for example. The only things that bind them are codes of conduct,
civil laws designed to give sentient races some means of maintaining a
stable existence. I sometimes wonder if that’s the reason the Time Lords are
so introverted. . . they’ve bargained with creatures who could pull the arms
off spiral galaxies.’