Bets of the unending
In the endless void of dimensions, countless galaxies swirl and collide, their motions bound by only a single rule - the will of magic and the shameless whims of beings that could only be described as gods. The tranquility of such a chaotic yet seemingly planned show is disturbed only by those who have reached the peak beyond godhood; beings who dare traverse the colourless space to wage war on the unsuspecting inhabitants, regardless of the consequences. Magic, science, forces that cannot be described. An enternal clash of titans with no beggining, no end and no purpose beyond satisfying some unquenched desires to rule.
And yet, in a small room in a galaxy long since ravaged by the unstoppable, two human figures meet.
"Those pitiful, bored gods seem to have created a galaxy none too disimilar from the guiding rules of our own. They intend on creating an isolated planet to have the most successful species from our realms to battle"
"Surely you haven't had me return to this desolate, uninteresting place just for the stupidity of those mindless beings"
"Of course not. I've invited you... too make a little bet"