James Williams. Kenny Ashcroft. Liberty Jefferson. Perhaps even more. In the beginning, these students of Haven University only knew each other by sparse references or rumors. But in the year 2025, Fate ("GOD") was considered to be a ridiculous concept, borne of pseudoscience and superstition, a rationalized cause of seemingly related coincidences. But, pulling the strings beyond space and time, perhaps there was something greater, fating the eventual crossroads that these people would meet upon, and change Fate forever.
This entire universe, dependent on puppet strings.
The universe has a beginning, but no end. — Infinity. Stars, too, have their own beginnings, but their own power results in their destruction. — Finite. It is those who possess wisdom who are the greatest fools. History has shown us this. You could say that this is the final warning from God to those who resist.
Journeys — Finite.
Men — Finite.
Willpower?
Infinite.
11.11.25, 4:00 PM
JAMES ; Haven University, Library"Hey.. dude, you there?" asked a voice from reality. James snapped out of his trance, a manga book of "MoMo's Absurd Journey" in his hands. Where was he? Oh right, he was in the library, reading manga to pass the time. In the downtime between classes, it was always a habit of him to sit in the Haven library to read - manga, books and stuff, or to work - program, design algorithms. This November day was just the same.
The person calling on him was standing tall above James who was seated down in a chair at the table, having nearly dozed off. Upon studying the face of the person further, James recognized it to be his classmate, a native Japanese man around his age who went to his Algorithms class. His name came to mind; Yashagi Hirohito. Of course, in non-Japanese nomenclature, he would be Hirohito Yashagi. People usually just call him Hiro. A young, slender man of poor muscle and average energy.
Oh right. James should probably answer.
KENNY ; Haven University, East WingKenny was standing from his desk, his physics class finally ending at 4:00 PM. It was fairly easy work, complex equations that Kenny already knew well enough, relating to energy density and thermodynamics. The classes offered at Haven University were far beyond most other colleges; the curriculum was designed by geniuses, for geniuses, giving the students near masters' level work in their first year. The workload was large, but the geniuses retained the information fairly well.
Moving to walk out of class, Kenny noticed a poster on the wall outside the classroom door:
SCIENCE CLUB
ENGINEERING? MATH? SCIENCE? PURSUE A COMMON GREATNESS, JOIN SCIENCE CLUB. INTRO MEETING NOVEMBER 11th, 6 PM in Room 142, East wing.
Huh, that sounded kind of interesting. As he finished reading it, the figure of a woman caught his sight... looks like someone from his thermodynamics class, tall and blonde. He searched his strong memory, remembering that her name was Liberty, and that she was distinctly American.
LIBERTY ; Haven University, East Wing WorkshopLiberty wiped the sweat from her forehead, finally finished with a rotary part of an engine model she made with a lathe. For class. She already well knew how to use one, so it was a breeze. Putting her safety goggles away, Liberty stepped outside as she wondered what she should do with the rest of her time today, since she had no more classes.
Walking a short ways from the workshop, she eventually stopped, seeing a young man staring a poster on the wall. Curly dark hair and tan complexion, Liberty recognized him as possible American. She thought she recognized his face; wasn't he in one of her thermodynamics classes? Name to face, name to face...
Oh! The boy's name was Kenny, and he was definitely in her thermodynamics class. Good thing she remembered his name, that was lucky. Sat a few seats away from him, too. She took a quick glance of the poster, before glancing back to him.
SCIENCE CLUB
ENGINEERING? MATH? SCIENCE? PURSUE A COMMON GREATNESS, JOIN SCIENCE CLUB. INTRO MEETING NOVEMBER 11th, 6 PM in Room 142, East wing.
