Proclivities of the Gods

A bridge had been wrought. It spans time, space, and dimensions. It is weak. It is unstable. It is dangerous. Upon it stands an ancient man and an impossibly beautiful young woman. The man built the bridge, and he knows it must be closed and sealed, lest it rip a hole in the very fabric of time and space itself. He also knows that only the most powerful beings could detect it, and destroy it. But he needs the most powerful beings to come. He has found Michanis Quollet, and nobody can fight a God on their own.