Somewhere, in the nothing that exists between moments in time, two great powers met. Here, they were formless, unfathomable representations of their personalities. They were but two of their kind, with great power and even greater curiosity. A wager had been made, and it had been won.
“Looks like I win this time, brother…”
“Yes, this time. My soldiers failed me.”
“Don’t be too upset with yourself. You never were very good at finding talent.”
“Enough. You’ve got your victory, now take your spoils”
With that, the debt was paid, the currency in this transaction incomprehensible to the likes of you or I. With that payment, the two powers vanished.
Elsewhere, the being we’ve come to know as ‘the General’ brooded. His brother had defeated him handily, and he was frustrated… though they were only two of the family, they had always had the strongest rivalry. He would have to show his brother that he was not to be trifled with… but how? For some time (Days? Months? Years?) he sat and thought.
Eventually, it came to him. He would prepare another challenge, as he and his rival brother had throughout all time. But this time, he would make sure his victory was final… And his team undefeatable.