I have come from a different Earth, much like this one but far more backward in technology. We lived in a world not unlike your middle ages and though we were barbaric, though we lived under tyrants and men of power...we were secure. We lived our lives in accordance to our laws, we built grand societies enshrined in towering castles and defended ourselves against the aggression of others. So it was until you began to experiment with Time Travel. There is a theory that our Men of Wisdom and apparently some of your scientists have suggested. They call it, The Final Crisis.
Whenever someone time travels anywhere in the multiverse, the barrier between worlds grows weaker. The more time travel occurs, the more parallel worlds are created and the weaker the barrier becomes. This theory suggests that one day the barrier will become so weak that all worlds shall clash together, there shall be a conflict in the heavens the likes of which no one has ever seen before...
What they didn't say, what they could never guess, is that some worlds exist closer to others, in some places the barrier between worlds is naturally thin. Our world existed in a thin spot and yours, yours was on the other side. Someone time traveled, the barrier was breached for but a moment. I saw my world fall apart, I saw women and men, children and the elderly torn apart by energies we didn't understand as our worlds grew dangerously close together. Your world's science fought my world's nature...science won. You never even noticed, you went on unknowing that by merely existing you were destroying another world.
I don't know if you've ever watched everything you loved torn apart before your eyes...but I have. My husband's skin was flayed from his bones while I screamed, my child was inverted and sucked through reality like a string of pasta. I was left with nothing, my castle fell apart around me, the people I ruled over died screaming uselessly into the night. I found myself alone in a field that had once been a city and all that remained was a glowing sword. I took hold of it, I wrenched it from the ground because I would go down fighting.
Only I didn't go down. Energy surrounded me, a field of some sort...and I was dragged through the hole in reality as my entire world exploded and was pulled through...you had a meteor shower that day. Everyone remarked on how pretty it was. How pretty...the death of a world.
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