Alternia Comics

What you are always was. You are the defender of reality, the protector of causality, and the motion of time itself is in your care.

And now, you must act.

A denizen of creation has amassed the potential of his race and drawn it unto himself. It obeys his every whim. Its power is now his, and his alone, and like the potential he has stolen, it is ...

... limitless.

In a space of eons or moments insignificant before his immortality - the universe kneels before him. Every sentient thing that knows enough to know it is being ruled calls him master, and his name carries the weight of fear and awe in every language spoken, thought, or felt between the denizens of reality.

Tyrant.

But when all-that-is lies under his reign, the Tyrant realizes that it has not always been so. The time before his coming will never belong to him, and he desires it. So the Tyrant ends his universe and sets forth to go back to the beginning to remake existence as he pleases.

As time resets around him, he encounters you. You are someone he has never ruled, never subjugated, someone who existed beyond his reality - and yet was one with it. You tell him you will not allow him to finish his plan.

"Foolish interloper," he declares. He wears his radiant, raging power thick about him like a garment forged from the unbounded potential he stole. The silenced minds of his race still seem to cry out in their undying doom - their fury at their betrayal only fueling him, and making him stronger. "I am the Tyrant, and you shall not stop me!"

"I am the Final Guardian," you return, "and one way or another, I will see that you fail."

Choose your path, each leading to a different world of Alternia:

• After a heroic battle, the Tyrant proves the better combatant and destroys you at the moment of the creation of a new universe.
   
  
• After nearly defeating the Tyrant, he unleashes all of his remaining power in a desperate final attack as you reach the beginning of a new universe. You are destroyed and he is severely weakened.
   
  
• You tear in to the Tyrant with abandon, ripping away his power and essence as you fight, traveling toward the creation of the universe, defeating him utterly in that first moment of creation.
   
  
• You fight the Tyrant to a standstill while traveling, but at the moment of creation he is distracted and you hurl him in to the fires of creation.
   
  
• You choose to fight defensively, waiting for an opening in the Tyrant's relentless onslaught. At the moment of creation you are severely weakened, but he is distracted for an instant. In that instant, you know what must be done.
   
  
• That's not how it happened...