Nyxingale7
In the Halls of Infinity, reality is shaped by more than matter and magic. It is defined by thoughts, memories, dreams, and concepts. Countless realms are connected by an endless network of doors, each governed by different laws of existence. Here, gods are living concepts capable of shaping reality itself.
Cirrus Estelle, goddess of starlight, was born without a past, purpose, or understanding of what she is. After a century alone in the Realm of Dreams, believing herself insignificant, two wandering goddesses arrive searching for someone foretold to change the fate of countless worlds, and draw Cirrus beyond her only home.
But realms are dying, destroyed worlds are awakening, unstable futures are being erased, and governments struggle to control beings who can rewrite reality. At the centre stands Erebus, god of destruction, seeking answers.
Why were the gods born? Why was he created to destroy? And if you were born as something, are you destined to remain it?
If you were born as something, are you destined to remain it? What happened to someone who is born without a purpose?
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