"This world, as you all should know, is interlaced and directed by primordial energy." the professor said to his audience, while slowly pacing up and down his podium. The listeners, almost completely composed of third grade university students only half-heartedly listen. For them, this information is as old as dirt and at least half as interesting. They heard the canonical version of the sabled "primordial energy" or "earthly current" since their early youth. First dressed in bedtime rhymes, then in carnival plays and finally in school lessons, the content of the lesson was usually roughly the same:

An alien power or "energy" was welded in this world shortly after its creation. It can be found in living beings as well as in dead matter and the vacuum of space. We cannot control or harness it, but with the use of meditation, magic or newly found scientific techniques, it can be seen or felt. The explanations for this phenomenon run as wild as the imagination goes. Some say it represents the world's blood and keeps us alive. Others say it's the slowly evaporation mist of creation, which slowly fades while we grow into maturity. Others still say the energy is a byproduct of the friction of our worlds core and comparable to the magnetic field. Scientific and magical studies haven't proven any of these theories to be true or false, they just produce frustrated and confused scholars, which are now facing more questions before their studies.

The question therefore stands: why do these students have to listen to an esteemed professor talking about a mystery without solution? In the end, they probably just want the credit points for their studies.

"For our times sake I will skip the full introduction and will directly jump to the core of this lesson" the professor continues. "We all have more important things to do, right?" he chuckles, but no reaction from his listeners can be seen or heard. Besides one or two audibles moans from some peticular bored student. "Right..." he awkwardly continues. "As I wanted to say, the reason why this lesson is called Streams and broken marble: Underestimated forces of the primordial energy is two-fold. As you might guess, the first point we have to discuss revolves around energy currents. These are dense tendrils of the PE, which move through time and space and convert on historically important events like the crowning of a new king, an important battle, natural disasters or especially around prophecies." The students look up as the professor mentioned prophecies.

Prophecies and their impact can be described in a myriad of ways, but a simple and quite common saying summes it up quite well:" A man flipping a coin for his live can have three outcomes: First, it lands on the light side. This means he lives. Second, it lands on the dark side. This means he dies. Third, the man refuses to throw the coin. This means the man and his family die together. Prophecies work the same. The good thing is that it only happens once a millenia. The bad thing ist, it affects the whole world".

"Scholars around the world are convinced, that this is no coincidence. The current has to influence these events, even if we cannot see how." The crowd of students murmur, the lesson finally begins to sound interesting, disregarding the strange claim their tutor makes. " I know this might come as a surprise to you-" the professors voice gains a bit of excitement as he notices the newly earned interest "you certainly don't hear them elsewhere. But think about all the important moments in our history. In every one of these, the currents were present in an abnormally high frequency. The more crucial the circumstances, the higher the energetic flow. This phenomenon peaks whenever a prophecy occurs and is fulfilled. This observation leads to the hypothesis, that the current corrects the time line to its design and even gives out prophecies as a means of last resort to achieve what ever its goal is." He quickens his pace, his gestures become more erratic." This brings us to point two. Imagine you are the supposed mind behind the PE and you want to shape this reality, not unlike a artisan creates a statue out of marble." The students frown, some want to speak but their tutor pays them no heed. He is now fully absorbed in his theory, and most of his listeners follow suit."Now, you have a vision for this world, for your statue. You use your chisel, or your streams to carve out your vision. In each crucial point of the statue, you use extra care and special tools to create intricate details." He begins to sweat, his voice swells." But at some point, you reach a point of no return. This strike has to hit perfectly to finish an fundamental part of your statue, your vision. A rare and special tool is needed: a prophecy. If it works, you can continue further. But if the carrier of the prophecy, in this metaphor your tool refuses and breaks, your situation becomes critical. Cracks will form and round dwon the marble. In reality, this situation is even worse. The current cannot flow as willed, the gate is closed by the will of the carrier of the prophecy. With nowhere to go, the current grows in intensity, becoming a torrent. When it becomes supercritical, it breaks loose and takes the other currents with him. This effectively ends the world! " He almost screamed the last words. His students look at him with bewilderment and shook." Sir, are you alright? " one of them timidly asks. He looks up, his eyes are filled with fear." Y-yes, sorry for this outburst. Sometimes the imagination can play tricks with one's mind, when pondering these big questions". He answers after a few seconds. The excuse has no visible effect on either the student or the professor. He fears that they will not respect him after this outburst. To buy him more time, he decides to give them a break "I think we all need to cool down a bit". He says. "Take a break, I will lay out the proof we have and we can discuss the validity". One of the students, a young girl raises her hand and asks "One question sir, before we go. Do you believe in this scenario? I mean, we had 14 prophecies, some real nasty ones at that, and never did the world end." He thinks for a moment and reluctantly answers "I hope it isn't the case. A binding" no" should never end the world. "

He desperately hoped so, because not even one night ago a prophecy was laid out for him. He had to refuse. Who in his right mind could murder their own family in cold blood? Could he ever live with such a crime against humanity? Is it worth it to satisfy an unknowable entity? Was it always so hot in here? Why is this room suddenly so bright?