After stabilizing the conflux of multiple destinies, Mara and Costs felt like an uncertain silence had settled in the multiverse. The destinies had been lined in a harmonious, but so delicate manner that every moment seemed to be at the limit of fragility. A small imbalance could break the balance they watched, throwing their efforts into a spiral of chaos.

In the weeks that followed, Mara began to observe subtle changes in the structure of destinies, changes that neither she nor Costs understood. In the beginning, they were almost imperceptible: a small deviation in the flow of an election, a slight dissonance in the temporal strings that connected the destinies. But gradually, these fluctuations have become more obvious.

Mara was in the middle of a complex energy map when she felt a strange vibration through strings - one she had never encountered before. Each temporal fiber seemed to be drawn in a different direction, as if multiple forces were trying to take control simultaneously. It was as if all the destinies were shaking in an imminent storm.

"Costs," she said, rising suddenly from her place, "something happens again. The conflux I stabilized begins to shake. I feel like an external force tries to disturb the balance."

Costs, in another corner of the control room, turned quickly and felt the same tension. "Yes, but it is not a mere deviation. It is something much stronger. The destinies no longer flow in parallel, but seem to be drawn to a new convergence, one that I did not foresee."

Mara stared at the frequencies of the stitches that were shaking, trying to find a pattern. "This is not just a disturbance. It is a storm of synchronous destinies. All destinies not only align, but begin to flow simultaneously in one direction. If this storm continues, the realities may merge into a single temporal flow, and the diversity of possibilities will disappear."

* * *

Their journey through the multivers took them to a region where the storm had its origin. There, the temporal strings were violently contorted, wovening in a chaotic dance that did not respect any logic. He was a timetable energy, intended to attract all alternative realities into an inevitable collision.

As they approached the epicenter of the storm, Mara felt an overwhelming force. Each fiber of reality seemed to be drawn in the same direction, as if the whole multiverse was forced to concentrate its existence in a single temporal thread. It was a pressure that challenged the nature of the plurality of realities.

"This is not a mere collision of destinies," Mara said, tightening under the force of the vortex. "It is as if a huge will tries to gather all the realities in a single temporal thread, eliminating any possibility of diversity."

Costs concentrate their perceptions on the nucleus of the storm and detect something alarming. "This phenomenon is not natural. Someone or something controls this storm. It seems to be an attempt to eliminate the complexity of the multiverse, forcing all the destinies to run in one direction."

Mara shone at the thought of such an intention. "If someone manages to control all destinies and align them in one reality, they would become the absolute master of time and space. Any other possibility would disappear, and the multiverse would be frozen in a single future, without any other alternative future."

The two guards knew they had no choice. They had to face the storm and find out who or what was at the center of this attempt to take control over the destinies.

* * *

In the middle of the storm, they discovered a vast entity, made up of temporal energies composed of all overlapping realities. It was a precise form, a combination of individual wills that merged into a single consciousness. This entity seemed to be the source of the storm itself, and countless choices, decisions and future were spinning around it.

"I am the architect of synchronicity," said the entity, in a voice that reverberates through each fiber of the multiverse. "I was created from your attempts to stabilize destiny, from every choice you have tried to control. Now, all destinies will be united under my will. It will no longer be chaos, there will be no endless possibilities. There will be only one temporal, perfect and eternal thread."

Mara and Costs felt the weight of this will. The architect was not a mere creature of chaos or order, but an entity that wanted to bring an absolute order, to eliminate any variable of the future.

"You can't control all the destinies," Mara said, trying to confront him. "The multiverse was not created to function in this way. The diversity of possibilities is what maintains balance."

The architect laughed, and the storm around them intensified. "Balance is an illusion. Every decision, every individual destiny is a source of chaos. I bring absolute order. Under my will, there will be no uncertainty. All realities will be harmonized in a single temporal line, one that I will completely control."

Costs looked at Mara, aware that they have to find a quick solution. "If he manages to unite all the destinies under one will, we will lose everything that the multiverse means. We cannot allow this future to become the only reality."

Mara gathers all her mental forces and, together with Costs, connects to the strings around the storm. If the architect of synchronicity could unite all destinies, then the solution was not to try to stop it by force. They had to reintroduce chaos, renew the threads of the destiny that this entity controls.

"We have to reactivate the individual destinies," Mara said, focusing on the multiple strings that were merged. "If we can disconnect these temporal threads, we will break the control that the architect has on them."

With extraordinary precision, the two guards began to carry the temporal strings that had been trapped, allowing each destiny to realize in its own temporal line. As they did, the storm began to disintegrate, and the will of the architect became weaker.

"Not!" cried the architect, feeling his power dissipate. "You cannot bring back the chaos! The order must be absolute!"

But Mara and Costeilor continued to distinguish the strings, and soon the storm turns into a simple whirl of weak energies. Finally, the architect of synchronicity was reduced to a mere shadow of his former power, and the multiverse again found the plurality of destinies.

* * *

When the quiet reinstal, Mara and Costs looked at the temporal strings naturally reorganized, each destiny returning to its own course. The multiverse was again free of absolute control.

"I succeeded," Mara said, relieved. "But this was a warning. The forces trying to control the destinies will never disappear completely."

Costs looked in the vastness of the multiverse, aware of the complexity of the destinies they watched. "Yes, but I learned that we cannot impose an absolute order. The multiverse needs the individual choices, the chaos and the uncertainty that come with them. This is its essence."

Thus, the two guards resumed their role as wakers, aware that the destiny of each multiverse was both fragile and infinite. But they knew that, regardless of the forces that would try to control the temporal flow, the multiverse would continue to evolve, guided by endless choices and possibilities.

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