I am Z, the chronicler of this work. I watch worlds and take notes. I am a multi-dimensional being, a few dimensions higher than both the protagonists. Though I call myself the chronicler, I might not have followed the chronology correctly- for, forgive me, I am a time sentient being, that is time doesn’t flow linear and unidirectional for me like it does for you. I am a silent observer. I do not generally interfere with your worlds. But time and again it is needed that I interfere; call it fate, call it destiny, call it God’s will. I guide things with an invisible hand (literally) so that love blossoms, worlds survive and hope persists.
Once again to write a chronicle that forges the notion of love, I had to interfere.
Love transcends dimensions - both space and time.
Love lasts forever, in the form of the beings it inspires, wars it wins, worlds it saves and species it helps evolve.
Love is time sentient.
To prove this very point I had to guide a stray space ship into a wormhole I created that would unite two dimensions, two worlds, two species and two souls, after five millennia.
