At over 1000 years old I've seen a lot of amazing things, met many an amazing species, yet there are those rare times when the entirety of reality is at stake that your composure and bravery are tested to the limit. It's not every day the universe is threatened by the worlds we create in our mind, but we forget should the worlds of imagination fall we lose the very essence of reality. Every being, be he Human, Gelth, Balhoonian or any other species, will lose everything we are, all free will. Without imagination we would be little more than potatoes. One such occasion has occurred, but before I share the tale you must understand, of all the things in the universe words are the most powerful. The miracle of words is little more than magick. The TARDIS is pure science, an immense container of the universe, yet even she has difficulty contending with the energy some words form. Not all compounds of words work in the same way, common language for instance, with its Lancashire slurs and American twangs the words are no longer in their true form. It's like trying to use bad oysters in a 5 star dish, it's just not the same, people end up sick just as words can damage the universe if they are mixed up. Now, it's when you find the right combination of words and write them down that you give them being. This provides the conductor for the energy which can create an entirely new universe; a place where the subjects of the words dwell. These universes run alongside our own, often referred to as 'parallel universes' but of course you being humans confuse it with 'alternate universes' to which they are completely different. Anyhow, these parallel worlds run on a loop, only advancing as far as the words written on paper say they do. The characters are not aware of this, at least all but those that share the likeness of gods, the divinities that all species choose to follow having the gift of all knowing means they are always aware of the repetition, however they are all compelled to follow the story over and over. The barriers between these worlds are fragile, yet they stand strong for the most part. However once they are broken and the paradox occurs imagination stands on the brink of destruction unless the paradox is undone.
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When worlds collide nobody is safe, the entirety of reality lies at stake. This is a rather large fanfiction that is still in progress, however it should be finished soon :) critiques at this stage in my writing will greatly aid me in improving the...