THE INTRODUCTION
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The Multiverse is a very fickle thing, always crisscrossing in the strangest of ways but ways that always make sense somehow in the end or beginning. No, the multiverse is infinitely more complex than what your mind can comprehend and that is just a small strand of the metaphorical fabric of existence, one idea you could have would give birth to over trillions of realities with the only difference between them is what color shirt you wore in the morning, but I digress this story will not focus on just one little fiber in the large infinite wool sweater that is the multiverse, no it will begin with the first strand, the first thought, the seed of creation, the beginning, but in order to understand the beginning of everything you must understand what brought about the thought of the strange yet beautiful concept that anything is possible and is, had, and will happen or won’t happen, The single action which set in motion everything yet nothing at all, the action which started with a single deviation of thought, the thought that was-.

Author's Note

So how do you like it.
This is just a little snippet of how it will be for now but it will pick up in the next chapter.

This is my first story on here so please cut me a little slack but criticism is greatly appreciated so please don’t just flame me.
See ya next time everyone