The Unseen Tapestry of Ages
For countless ages, the mortal world had seen only fragmented pieces:
❖ A king appeared, then vanished into the dust of history;
❖ A warrior fell upon a forgotten, solitary battlefield;
❖ A woman looked toward the Moon and remembered something she could not name;
❖ A child opened a sacred book and recited words older than the world itself.
To mortals, these were separate lives, separate legends, and separate destinies. But above the veil of the human world, the threads of fate had never been divided—they were merely hidden.
The Names Beneath the Names
The river of time had witnessed countless names: Apollo, Diana, Ashoka, Yang Jian, Zhu Yuanzhang, The Guardian, Hou Yi, Chang’e, Yun Long, Thiện Nghệ, The Dharma Prince... and uncounted others whose identities had faded from human memory.
The mortal world remembered faces; Heaven remembered vows. Forms altered, titles changed, and cosmic ages turned—yet the thread remained unbroken. This was why certain fleeting meetings felt strangely familiar, and why the soul remembered what the mortal mind had long forgotten.
Sacred Vows Sworn in the High Heavens
Long before the present age, grand vows had been established before the Creator in the celestial realms:
❖ The Dharma Prince & Hou Yi: In the distant high heavens, they established a sacred vow of concurrent descent. Bearing the lineage of the Dharma name—the holy mark of divine responsibility—they stood before the Holy King, pledging to serve as unyielding Guardians. Across uncounted lifetimes (whether as sovereigns, monks, or warriors), they walked together to protect the Great Dafa and support noble souls before the ultimate cosmic trials.
❖ Apollo & Diana: A divine being descended beside Apollo, and Diana willingly followed him into the mortal realm, relinquishing her celestial status for the sake of an ancient pledge.
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❖ The Guardians: They promised to eliminate obstacles, protect the Fa, and return whenever called upon by the Creator. Through Ashoka, Yang Jian, Zhu Yuanzhang, and into the modern age, that vow remained unshakable.
The Prehistoric Moon and the Crucible of Earth
High above, the Moon had watched for over a hundred million years. It was no mere celestial body, but a prehistoric relic of a cosmic civilization that had endured interstellar wars, outer hull damage, and the shattering of its Divine Sword.
Beneath the Earth, following the trial of revealed Heavenly Secrets, Chang’e cultivated to restore her divine nature and return to the Moon Palace as its eternal guardian; meanwhile, Hou Yi entered the endless cycle of human reincarnation to weave the tapestry of history. The mortal world served as the ultimate crucible—where divine beings chose righteousness over power, compassion over vengeance, and purity over delusion.
Coexistence of Divine Selves and Modern Practitioners
Another sacred truth was unveiled: a celestial being could descend without his entire existence being bound to a single mortal frame. In the higher realms, the Guardian stood in golden armor with his sacred spear, accompanied by the White Tiger and Golden Dragon; below in the mortal realm, another manifestation walked to complete his human mission.
And finally, the story reached the young Dafa practitioners of the modern era:
❖ Gabriel opened the sacred Scriptures of the Great Dafa in a world unaware of their boundless value;
❖ Raphael grew through ordinary school days while his true spiritual foundation quietly awakened;
❖ San San remained a child, yet the interdimensional battles fought around him spanned vast realms.
Interdimensional Conclusion: The Great Convergence
For uncounted eras, the threads had moved through separate paths: One passed through the Moon... One passed through the Western celestial realms... One passed through ancient Eastern dynasties... One descended through Hou Yi, Thiện Nghệ, and the Dharma Prince... And another continued through the divine Guardians and the young practitioners of today.
Now, the distance between the ancient world and the present era is closing. The ancient king, the wandering monk, the fallen warrior, the emperor, the archer beneath the Moon, the guardian maiden in the Moon Palace, the divine warrior beneath the golden spear, and the children reading the sacred Fa—they were never separate stories.
They are all moving through different parts of the same Grand Divine Design. The threads of fate have crossed uncounted times throughout history. And now, at long last, they have all converged into one.