And so, time was slowly changing for the planet of Magimeta. The black hole which had once been around it had somehow.. been combined with the forces of the strange planet? For some reason, time was.. slower? faster? What was this planet, anyhow? It didn't matter; Time being altered created a certain condition necessary for what was now occurring.
On the ground of a certain part of the planet, the air almost pushed itself open as from somewhere else, Konjan came to Magimeta. Or at least.. Konjan's body; But was this Konjan? Really? Wasn't Konjan dead?
The eyes of this figure was filled completely with purple, and he was wearing a brown cloak. The figure looked around.
"So, this is where fate has brought me. Yes, it does make sense. Not only are the conditions here the same as they were for that reality, but this.. this is the link from here to there. How interesting.. Perhaps, then.. The awakening is close. Yes, I understand now. I understand why fate has brought me here."
'Konjan' walked forward, smiling. He searched the inside of his cloak pocket and found something of interest to him, as his face lit up. He took the object out to reveal that it was none other than.. a snowglobe? Yes, it was! This was a snowglobe.. Of a prison! A prison with the words, "Galactic Prison 2.."; There were more numbers, but 2 was the only one distinguishable. But the most noticable factor of this prison was that it seemed to be on an island of some sorts in the shape of the number one.
"I give you this offering in the name of the holder of fate!" the figure offered, dropping the snowglobe to the ground of Magimeta.
