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"A symphony is not merely a collection of notes; it is the absolute synchronization of individual voices forced to bleed into a singular harmony. And for the Eight, the music had been silent for a very long time."
THE LAW OF THE FADE
To the mortal world, they are ghosts. To the corporate underworld, they are gods. But to each other, they are a dying collective.
For centuries, The Eight Pillars have survived by anchoring their minds together. Four Sentinels to bear the weight of their violent, insatiable instincts; four Anchors to filter the madness and keep them tethered to reality. It was a perfect, delicate equilibrium.
But immortality is a trap.
With every passing century, The Fade creeps in. A slow, agonizing numbness that strips away color, warmth, and emotion, leaving nothing but stone-cold apathy. The music in their minds is slowing down. The collective bond is growing quiet. They are running out of time.