The universe hangs in a balance, and as long as that balance lasts, so does the universe.
The balance will always go back to it's resting place, as catastrophes and miracles arise, one will always move the balance and yet it will go back to where it started.
The lives in Cosmos maintain the balance, without noticing. Deaths, births, actions, and reactions make the balance move, if ever so slightly.
There will be those that would fight against the balance, "it's a jail", "it's a curse", they clamor and scream. They would seek to destroy it and be free of it or they will seek to escape it.
The balance will always go back to it's resting place, and the opponents of the would-be destroyers will appear, those who believe in it and those that do not even know they are fighting for it.
The balance is moving, trembling, as the tides change, as chaos arrives. As its enemies rise with their armies and as its protectors fight to their last breath for it.
In the end, will balance remain?