The Time Hunter and the Apocalypse Chronicle

I am a time hunter, and time is my prey. My spirit soars to the clouds as I gaze down at the stars, hunting across the heavens; Between the poles of matter and mind, the vast river of stars stretches like an immense web. Above technology and the gods, whose script is it that ensnares countless species, weaving creation, destruction, deception, and sacrifice into the dazzling finale of a cosmic cycle.