It was easy to get bored when you were a nigh immortal eldritch being. For Niotl, the cure for said boredom was attending to planets, peering into the lives of the small, insignificant beings, stuck in their little worlds. Forever an Observer. Nothing had compelled them to do anything other than watch, until the Invertia.
They couldn't help but catch interest in the sudden growth of the people and their technology, the powers developed by what were once ordinary humans. With power, however, came greed. Something interesting was brewing, and Niotl wasn't going to stop themself from enjoying it to its fullest.
Joining hands with the villain was easy, if it was for entertainment.
Gods willing, the fun would last a lifetime
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I rewrote the entirety of the Prologue to suit my writing style, and tastes, better. It is, at the core, the same. The only changes are stylistic and expanding what was already there.
When an archeology student accidently gets added in a groupchat full of f1 drivers.
Or
When Charles Leclerc falls for the stranger in the groupchat
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