The fabric of the omniverse shimmered as Arcturus, a being of immense power, watched a family torn apart by abuse and suffering. For eons, he had maintained an air of indifference, observing the infinite threads of existence with a detached curiosity. However, the persistent pleas of Kael, a gentle soul who had caught his attention, had worn him down. A father, consumed by darkness, ravaged his own daughter and wife, leaving behind a trail of shattered dreams and broken hearts. Arcturus observed their plight for a few days, his interest piqued by their struggles. He witnessed the daughter's tears, the wife's desperate attempts to protect her child, and the father's unrelenting cruelty. The weight of their suffering slowly chipped away at Arcturus's indifference, and for the first time in eons, he felt a spark of compassion ignite within him.
Then, he acted. With a mere thought, the father's fate was sealed. Justice was meted out, reflecting the severity of his crimes. The daughter, however, was bestowed with a gift - unending luck. As long as she existed within the omniverse, her path would be forever changed, bound to good fortune. Arcturus's intervention was a subtle yet profound alteration to the fabric of reality, weaving a new thread of possibility into the tapestry of existence.
Wangduns, a being from another omniverse and equal in power to Arcturus, appeared, his eyes blazing with disdain. "He dares to care about this being?" he spat, his voice dripping with contempt. "Does he think himself a guardian, a protector of the weak?" Wangduns's words were laced with venom, and Arcturus could sense the depth of his anger. Wangduns's motivation was clear: he hated that Arcturus cared, that he had chosen to intervene in the affairs of mortals. Wangduns's action of putting forth his hand was a manifestation of his resentment, a attempt to undo Arcturus's work and prove that his compassion was misplaced.
The confrontation escalated, with Arcturus telling Wangduns to put his hand away. Wangduns sneered, questioning what Arcturus would do. The silence that followed was oppressive, heavy with the weight of unspoken threats. Arcturus's determination, however, remained unwavering. He stood firm, his eyes locked on Wangduns, as the air around them seemed to vibrate with tension.
Finally, Arcturus told Wangduns to leave the omniverse. His voice was calm, yet authoritative, and Wangduns's eyes narrowed in response. For a moment, it seemed as though Wangduns would refuse, that he would challenge Arcturus's authority and spark a conflict that would shake the very foundations of existence. But then, with a final glance, Wangduns vanished, his departure a testament to Arcturus's unyielding resolve. Their bond, once forged in shared power, was now severed.
The little girl, freed from her father's cruelty, stood as a beacon of hope, her fate forever altered by Arcturus's intervention. As she grew, she would face challenges and obstacles, but she would always be guided by the gift of unending luck. Her path would be filled with unexpected opportunities, and she would stumble upon hidden strengths and talents that would aid her in her journey.
Arcturus watched her from afar, a sense of pride and satisfaction swelling within him. He had taken a risk, intervening in the affairs of mortals, and it had paid off. The little girl's smile, her laughter, and her tears were all a reminder that even in a vast and seemingly indifferent universe, there was still room for compassion and kindness.
As the days passed, Arcturus found himself drawn to other threads of existence, other stories of suffering and struggle. He began to intervene, subtly at first, but with growing confidence. He wove new threads of possibility into the tapestry of reality, altering the course of lives and shaping the destinies of countless beings.
Wangduns, meanwhile, wandered the vast expanse of the omniverse, his heart heavy with anger and resentment. He could not understand why Arcturus had chosen to care, why he had risked their bond and their shared power to intervene in the affairs of mortals. Wangduns saw the omniverse as a cold and unforgiving place, where the strong survived and the weak perished. He could not comprehend why Arcturus would want to change that, why he would want to interfere with the natural order of things.
As the eons passed, Arcturus and Wangduns became estranged, their paths crossing only occasionally. Arcturus continued to intervene, guiding the course of lives and shaping the destinies of countless beings. Wangduns, on the other hand, retreated