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"No one really knew what happened to my sister, but I did..." Dear Emma, No words can describe how much I miss you. Your death... it was my fault. I should have never have taken you to that stupid house in the first place. I think about you every day- mom misses you, too. Everyone does, but not as much as me. I wish that you'd come back. Hell, I would do anything to get you back, even risking my own life. So that's what I'm going to do. I hope that you realise this isn't just a stupid way for me to die- I just can't rest without knowing that the monster is gone. I don't want your death to be in vain. I love you, and I always will, Amelia
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Synopsis Amelia was once an ordinary girl on Earth-until the day her fate was rewritten. A cosmic rift tore through reality, pulling her into the unknown. Lost in the infinite abyss, she should have perished. Instead, she transcended. Chosen by chaos itself, she became something beyond mortal, divine, or eldritch understanding-the Primordial Goddess of Chaos. From The Void Beyond Existence, she watches. She does not rule, nor does she guide-not yet. But she knows all. She has seen civilizations rise and crumble, gods ascend and fall, and the echoes of a war that shook the very foundations of reality. Long ago, an Ancient War tore across existence-a war so great that its truths have been buried beneath myths, lost in time, and rewritten by those who came after. Demons, gods, angels, dragons, elves, beastkin, and mortals clashed in a struggle that shaped the very fabric of reality itself. The war ended, but its true consequences remain unseen. From the remnants of that conflict, new races rose to power, forging realms of their own. Kingdoms, empires, and divine dominions flourished in the aftermath, unaware of the deeper truths that lie hidden beneath their foundations. They believe themselves to be the rulers of their own fate, blind to the forces that still linger in the shadows. But whispers persist-of something beyond gods and mortals, of a force that predates creation itself. Some call it myth. Others, prophecy. And in the darkest corners of existence, a cult whispers secrets long forgotten, waiting for the day when the old gods return. And Amelia? She watches. She has waited long enough. Fate is moving once more.

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