[ WP ] Write a story that creates a shared universe from all the other stories is the comments

The shadowy figure of The Watcher crouched on the edge of her world, staring out at the vast multiverse in front of her. Massive bubbles filled with unique landscapes floated lazily in casual orbits, hanging heavily within the much larger sphere of The Firmament. Some of the Orbs had mountain ranges, others vast deserts, or forests, or seas. Some held massive towers, fortresses, or other structures. Some were filled with things The Watcher did not have names for, so different were they from her own Orb. Every so often, two of the bubbles would collide for a period of time, forming a hybrid world combining elements of their own into one. Sometimes the world's attributes complemented each other, and sometimes they clashed. For each Orb held a single **Inhabitant**. 
 
 These Inhabitants were as unique as the Orbs they Inhabited. All sorts of species, large and small, brash and meek, foolish and wise. Some were organic, others not. Some once called a place named Earth their home, others came from places....further away. No two Inhabitants were the same, and they had all ended up in The Firmament from different paths, and for different reasons. They had only one thing in common. They were all *powerful. * Like their paths to the Firmament, they had all followed unique paths on their ways to power. Some gained it through study of the magic of their worlds, others from training their muscles past their limits, others were born with strange abilities. 
 
 When two Orbs fused, they did so for an indefinite period of time. Sometimes it would only be for a few minutes, sometimes for hours, even days. And while they did so, the two Inhabitants were in the same space. For some more....excitable Inhabitants, the Firmament was a paradise, giving them endless opponents against which to test their strength. For others, it was a place of solitude, only disturbed by the occasional intrusion of another Inhabitant. When two Inhabitants met, they often talked, discussing why and how they had arrived in the Firmament. Other times they would clash, their personalities too irreconcilable. The Watcher stared up at a recently fused Orb, watching the enormous bursts of light and energy that sprung from the clash of the two Inhabitants. Wounds healed quickly in the Firmament, but that did n't stop warriors from trying to defeat others. For some, it only increased the fun, really. It meant they could fight as hard as they wanted. 
 
 `` They must not be getting along,'' she mused, `` Or perhaps they are.'' As for The Watcher, she knew not how she had arrived here, or why. But she was very content here, for there were endless stories for her to Watch. Endless interactions, battles, debates, musings, conversations. She sought to observe that unique spark that was created when two souls met, and the Firmament offered her ample chance to do so. 
 
 A shadow fell over The Watcher, and she looked up just in time to see another Orb collide with her own. Her own Orb was a vast plane of rolling hills, dotted by watchtowers and observatories. She could n't quite make out the Orb of the other Inhabitant yet, but she spotted a figure making it's way towards her. It strolled casually, as their two worlds melted and fused into one. Arriving, the figure stopped, tilted their head and gazed at The Watcher, and she gazed back. 
 
 Then, their Orb's influence coming into view behind them, the figure spoke.
