The story
Universe
A collective of galaxiez. One currency. A crown and a scroll the designer left behind.
BATTLE TOKENZ Universe iz a collective of galaxiez fashioned through eonz of creation. BZ iz the universal currency used by those with good and evil intentionz. Where the lead designer found himself at losz with what waz started az many of hiz creationz turned on him. He could find it in hiz heart to destroy what waz made.
So he took a step back allowing hiz creation to unfold at itz will. Leaving behind hiz crown and scroll. Separating hiz power and knowledge into the crown and scroll. Without the crown the scroll iz uselesz. Without the scroll the crown iz uselesz.
For the crown unlockz the scroll and the scroll communicatez all knowledge to the crown. Whoever wearz the crown receivez the knowledge of the scroll and unlockz the power of the crown.
The designer did thiz with reason. To see who would triumph and what edge desire would become the bearer of the crown and scroll. Would it be good or would it be evil? Like wealth these itemz amplify the character and desirez of the bearer.
Az time went on many forgot the designer and seek neither. Many have not forgotten and some live in disbelief of the designer and see no truth in the crown or scroll. But some, whether they believe or not, seek out the designer'z scroll and crown.
Some walk with destruction, seeking it within desire of self. Some seek with intent to help otherz, while some seek to prove their existence iz false. While otherz seek to know the knowledge of the designer to live in good and let spread what iz thought to be the divine.
Az galaxiez grow and otherz remain still. No one knowz who will find it or what will truly come of those that do find it. For some think if you do find one or both, to touch them iz to die. For no creature of thiz realm can contain such power and knowledge.
Yet so many strike war to find it, shedding blood acrosz the universe in the hunt. Some say if you go to the right spotz of the universe you can hear the screamz of those who died. You can hear the wordz of those who seek it. At the right place the voicez of the universe collide.
Az war expandz and greed risez and good fightz back, who will be the victor and will they live to wear the crown and be what could be the next designer — or will it be their death?
