Master of Reality
"Predicting the Future, by Creating It."
by LunchBox
2 min read
There are those who believe the universe is bound by fate—that existence follows a script written in the fabric of time. They call it destiny, as if the future is a locked door and they are powerless to open it. Fools. The universe belongs to those who refuse to wait for prophecy, who do not bow to inevitability, but instead forge their own path with fire and will.
Harkin Zor was not a man of faith, nor did he put stock in the illusions of gods or fortune tellers. He understood the truth: the only prophecy that comes true is the one you write yourself. If the galaxy needed a king, he would crown himself. If it needed a legend, he would carve his name into the stars. Reality is not something to be accepted—it is something to be mastered.
The Cosmic Architect
Every empire, every civilization, every great monument began with a single thought—an idea shaped into existence by those mad enough to believe in it. The universe is nothing but raw material, waiting for the right hands to mold it. The weak believe they must obey the rules written before them, but the true masters of reality rewrite those rules to their advantage.
The ancient mystics of lost civilizations whispered of the Weavers of Fate, those who did not simply predict the tides of history but bent them to their will. They were not seers. They were not prophets. They were architects—builders of new worlds, destroyers of the old. To master reality is to understand that nothing is set in stone. Everything can be changed.
And so, Harkin Zor did not ask what the future held. He did not pray for guidance. He built the future with his own hands. He did not wait for fate—he created it.
The Grand Illusion of Control
The greatest trick ever played on the masses was convincing them that they had no power. That the laws of nature, the laws of man, the chains of history were unbreakable. That they were but passengers on a predestined voyage, their course set long before they ever drew breath.
Lies.
The only law of the universe is willpower. The weak accept the world as it is. The strong reshape it. Those who dare to seize control, who bend the elements to their command, who refuse to submit—they become gods among men.
History does not remember the obedient. It does not immortalize the ones who followed the script. It remembers those who rewrote it.
The Power of the Will
To master reality is not to control the elements, nor to command the heavens—it is to command oneself. Those who master their thoughts, their fears, their doubts—they are the ones who dictate the future.
Harkin Zor understood this power better than anyone. He did not hesitate. He did not waver. He made choices not based on what was "possible" but on what he willed into existence.
And the universe, boundless and hungry, obeyed.
The Code of the Reality Masters
A master of reality does not beg for the future—they create it.
There is no fate. If you do not like what is written, tear the page and rewrite it.
Control is an illusion—until you seize it. The universe is only chaotic to those too weak to command it.
Doubt is the death of creation. The moment you hesitate, you forfeit your destiny.
All power comes from belief. Those who believe in their own legend become legends.
Reality is not fixed. Those who master their will can shift the stars themselves.
Harkin Zor was no prophet. He did not see the future.
He made it.
The weak speak of what might happen. The powerful make it happen. The fools predict tomorrow. The masters create it.
And so, the Andromeda Galaxy learned the greatest truth of all:
A master of reality does not wait for the universe to decide their fate.
They decide it for themselves.