Most say the ethirial beings speak latin. That's a lie. They speak the language of the Lost Ones. The beginning of time is a lie, space is a lie, for there are many of these so called universes paralell to each other.
But there exists two who command all in existance; The Lord himself and his dark counter-part: the Devil. A fallen angel. He is the one who begins this story and the one who ends it, but for which side I know not...
I am the time keeper. The lord created me to guard the passage of time and make sure all things occur no matter how much I don't want to. My name is Garat- Novanda, it means 'He who understands' in the language of the Old Ones.
I don't understand one thing and one thing only: why are humans existing still? The Lord would kill them to save me from the task of ripping them into another time, one when they couldn't do any damage.