The universe was able to exist from the beginning of time to present due to only one reason.
Balance.
Everything was balanced with opposing elements; holding each other in check.
Life with death, light with darkness, warmth with cold, strength with weakness...
Nothing in the universe was devoid of balance. Not even living beings. Without balance, life would not even exist, much less thrive.
The balance created everything but also destroyed everything. It was a continuous cycle...
"Balance."
Kiba remembered this theory of balance as he looked in front.
A spiraling, glowing cyan honeycomb; the size of a baby's fist. He obviously knew it was not honeycomb; it was just a physical resemblance.
It was hard to believe the object he has so long sought and desired was this small. Or that, it balanced the boundless, powerful nanite mountain.
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