This universe is divided into crucial parts, all which are important for the balance of the universe. An origin rooted within the individual.. Has been through process after process as a grain of sand. Life as we know it is balanced, anything that goes beyond that scale will cease to exist.. Or something completely opposite of that factor will be created. But what if nothing changes? What if the good never complimented the bad? What would happen then? 

The fate of our universe rest upon a stable foundation. Everything has a place and everything is in its place.. Letting hope through these next thousand years, it will stay in place... 

Or may God have mercy on our souls... 

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This universe has power unlike any other. From the raging fire of hell to the cool deep vask of space with the embrace of time. All it takes is for one thing to tumble.. And we'll all fall down with.. Today marks a day of a new generation.. One that could change the date of this universe we call home.. 

The truth we cannot escape from.. 

[End of intro]

A door slams as a man rushes into the hospital pushes a woman in a wheelchair with him "Hello!? I need a doctor, my wife's having a baby!" He screams loudly, the nurses rush over to get the mother to a room

They rush down the hall carefully and gently set the mother in bed. The doctor comes in and looks at the father. "You know what's about to happen right?" He says in a monotonous voice. 

"Y-yes I do, I have a son already" He was nervous and visibly shaken. 

"Alright so you're prepared" The doctor hands the father some gloves. The father stares at the gloves in shock and disbelief with a hint of fear. 

[Time skip]

Hours later two baby boys were born, one had blue hair on top and white on the bottom almost like his father, the other had frankly the opposite almost like his mother. Though both were foxes like their father

"They're so precious.." The father whispers as he caresses the blue fox's hair. 

"What should we name them?" The wife asks. 

"Well, I wanna name this one Jonny." The father says as he continues caressing the blue one's hair. 

"Since you'll name that one Jonny... I'll name this one.. Donny." The wife smiles as she looks down at the white fox. 

"There we have it… welcome to the world, Jonny and Donny…" The father whispers to them both.