Young one, would you like to hear a story? A story about a going girl, just a person, like you and me, who rose to dizzying heights? Well, I will tell you then. Once there was a young girl named Zoe O’Bryan. She had big dreams, dreams to become a famous author. Dreams to carve her name into history, so that no one would ever forget her. She worked hard every day, a good student and a creative author, that is, until the attack. It was brutal. People all over the world were hurt in an attack from above. Savage beasts reigned down from the heavens and one teenage girl led a team to fight the monsters. They absorbed metal. No machine could help. Young Zoe developed ways to fight the beasts, awakening secret powers in each of her peers, healers, geniuses, even people who could tap into the power of Mother Nature, they fought by her side, but in the end, they failed. They collapsed on the battlefield while their species was destroyed. Only one survived. It was a teenage girl. She woke up again in the presence of a rare beast. An alicorn. It was connected to her. It drew it’s life from her own power, and her power came from her people.

She took on the title of the queen of the light fairies, deciding to lead her own into a better tomorrow. After all, she did have the royal blood which only remained in her and her brother. Her brother joined the darkness. She fought on the frontlines with few people by her side, fighting her grandmother and brother to protect those she held dear. She fought and lost. She explored, even outside of her own universe. She revived humanity on earth. She found that humans were the deciders of fate. All they needed was a pen and paper, and an entire could be born. Their stories… their creativity… it was real. It was made to be real. For trillions of years, our fairy queen fought, she lost, she explored, she cultivated, and she repeated. Entire universes were destroyed by her foolishness. She found entire other dimensions and multiverses, where alternate versions of her, some boys, some girls, some thin, some fat, some black, some white, some evil, and some kind. She became their guardian. Their leader. While watching over her kingdom of light, she developed a new home in an inter dimensional space, where she could cultivate her relationships with the other versions of her. Where she could help them.Eventually, she had a family with a human on the same earth she was born on. Two beautiful twins, one little boy, and one girl.

She ended up in a prison. A prison created by an idea. An idea of an alien that exceeded everyone and everything in knowledge. While she was trapped, the darkness destroyed the light kingdom, inevitably destroying themselves. After all, balance is a necessity. Without it, all that is left is destruction. Without a will to live, she closed her eyes, ready to end her suffering.

She saw a ray of hope. A voice inside her head. It was the alicorn’s. “Don’t give up,” it said, “we can come back to you, but you must do two things. First, equally balance the light and dark in all of the universes in this multiverse. Second, use your leftover life force to spark the rebirth of our home.”

In a race against time, the fairy queen, along with other versions of herself, she build an inter-universal empire. She made contact with each of the main characters of the universes and granted their greatest desires, with their souls as payment. They were a long-term system to protect the balance of their universes. When they died, they would reincarnate. Their only job: keep the balance. With that, the queen resigned as guardian and sacrificed herself to rebirth her home. This, however, was not the end of her story.

Young one, would you like to hear a story? A story about many worlds beyond? It all started with an intelligent teenage girl named Ellanora Pondfolk. Ellanora lived in a household where she was abused by her stepmother and she was bullied by her stepmother’s son. Her father worked faraway for the government and was barely home. One day, government agents knocked on her door, asking her for help in a project to protect the world from aliens. She agreed to at least see why they needed her for the job and not anyone else. They drove her on a secret route to a warehouse complex. It had these… robot parts. The thing was, they weren’t robot parts. They were organisms. After they died, the current robot parts would vote on whether they could become one themself. If the vote was unanimous, the person would transform into an immortal organism. They were able to bond with one another to create large constructs, but only with outside help, like a human telling them to do so. Each part was unique, and only some people could understand what they could each do. Young Ellanora was one of them. After spending one year building, the aliens attacked. When all seemed hopeless for humanity, a woman with pure white wings and a golden horn showed up. She saved Ellanora and told a group of dragons to save the world.

When Ella woke up, she was in a pink room with golden patterns on the wall. The winged woman walked in. She told Ellanora that she was the fairy queen, the most powerful and intelligent being in the entire universe. She brought Ella back to her home after explaining that stories from her universe turned into a reality, and that Ella’s story was one that she wrote. The humans were accepted as partners of the aliens because they had protected their planet. They were strong enough to be considered equals. Earth was all but wrecked, and the food they had stored wouldn’t last long. The Fairy Queen told Ella the that any group of one acre of land that was cleared of debris would have plants growing. She had a month to clear the land, and after that month, the Fairy Queen would return and plant all those little sprouts with a snap of her fingers.

Later on, the Fairy Queen invited young Ellanora into her home, an entire planet inside of an inter-dimensional gap that she created. The inside was filled with computers, books,- bd everything else that anyone could ever need. She brought Ella to the library, where at least one copy of every single book from her home universe was being held. She showed Ella her own book and turned a key in the keyhole on the shelf below her book. A portal opened up. Ella followed her through it to find another library. “This, this is a whole library of guidebooks and overall information on your universe. If the book says ‘MC’ on it, the pages will look blank to anyone except for yourself. Every piece of knowledge I have on your universe is in here. And that oracle,” the Queen pointed to a book in a peristalsis with a statue of four robots on top, “will give you clues on how to solve future problems. It may be a problem today or one fifty years from now, but it will help to guide you in a time of need. If you want information, you will have to find it in this wealth of knowledge. The books are not organized so that you have to work to find what you need. I will now leave you, I am quite busy. Have fun.”

Ellanora searched and found information about the aliens. Five tiers of technology. Higher tiers had more client species of lower tiers. Those who weren’t even off their planet were mostly ignored. It was time to go into the Galaxy. This, well, this would be fun.

Young one, would you like to hear a story? A story about a girl and the sea? Young Zara was an average girl. She had never met her mother and her father was always drunk. He had simply found her on the sand as a baby and decided to raise her. She had grown up fending for herself and she was anything but popular at school. One day, some boys from school kidnapped her and hurled her over a cliff into the ocean. As she hit the water and began to sink, she wondered to herself: What did I do to deserve this? As she lost consciousness, she feared for her father. Would he be okay with no one to take away his alcohol? With no one to tuck him in at night?

She woke up in a cave and soon realized she was surrounded by water and wasn’t breathing. She panicked and sat up on the rock she was laying on. A merman swam into the cave. She began to realize what was going on. Somehow, this merman had saved her. Maybe here, she didn’t need to breathe?

Young Zara tried to sit up and put her feet on the ground. Little did she know… she didn’t have any. Over the next week, the merman had taught her to swim. That was when royal guards showed up at this blissful cave. Young Zara was taken from her new home and was forced to swill thousands of miles along the ocean floor into the palace of the mermaids, where she finally met her mother. The queen of the mermaids. “My dear daughter, how have you been faring on the surface?” She asked. Young Zara refused to answer and only asked questions of her own. The mermaid queen told her who the men were who dumped her in the ocean. She told her how her father was only pretending to be drunk and how she had sent people to ensure her father's safety. They were too late. The evil humans wanted the world to themselves. Half of the humans on earth were intentionally polluting the oceans, trying to drive out the mermaid race. Trying to kill the mermaid princess and queen. The humans who had kidnapped her were trying to save her. They knew a merman lived below the surface. They knew they had to act. They had to save her right then, before it was too late. In a fit of rage, Young Zara escaped that night. SHe went back to her home, to where she and her father lived but inevitably got lost in the waves.

When she had all but given up hope, a blinding light appeared. She looked towards it as the light turned into two figures.

“I am the fairy queen. I can save you father, but in turn, I ask that you give me your soul when you die,” said one wearing pink, white, and gold.

“Please! I’ll do anything! Please save him and the rest of my race! And then you’ll haemy soul!” Pleaded young Zara.

“Then so it shall be,” the woman snapped. The pollution was filtered from the oceans. The evil humans disappeared from the world, to be condemned to eternal suffering. Young Zara’s father was turned into a merman, to live in the oceans. For the rest of her time on that earth, Zara worked tirelessly to unite humans and mermaids. Humans on the coast would meet with mermaids, become their friends, finally. Young Zara’s work was done. Only when she was old and grey did she believe that she did not have to fear the humans. The land belonged to the humans and to the mermaids, the sea. Finally. She had her own happy ending, and she left the world better than she left it. In harmony and in peace. Forevermore. And then she re-awoke. A slave to the queen of the fairies. She lived an eternal life, constantly watching over those below.