Convenant: Mysteries untold
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βPrologue: When Time Bled
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βIn the beginning, the world was silent.
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βThe rivers had not yet carved the earth. The skies had not yet known the sun. All that existed was Time-endless, unbroken, untamed.
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βFrom that void, a figure stepped forth. Cloaked in eternity, crowned by shadows, he was the first to name himself Lord. The Lord of Time.
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βWith a gesture, he unraveled nothingness into hours, minutes, seconds. With a breath, he bound stars to their paths, chained suns to their cycles, and shackled mortals to the fleeting measure of their days.
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βBut even Time cannot reign without hunger. And so he reached beyond his dominion, seeking vessels in which to pour his power-creatures, mortals, children who might one day carry fragments of his eternity.
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βMost shattered beneath the weight.
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βOne did not.
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βFrom the loins of man and the womb of woman, he planted a seed: an heir. A child of two worlds. Flesh and blood... and eternity.
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βYet fate has always been cruel.
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βThe mother, cast into the desolate Survival Lands, bore her son in exile. She fed him with her hands, shielded him with her body, and prayed he would never hear the ticking of the father's clock within his veins.
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βBut the Lord of Time does not forget.
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βFor though the world may bleed and the stars may crumble, every hour returns to him. Every path converges at his throne of broken hours.
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βAnd when the child of covenant rises, his steps shall echo across timelines, shattering bonds, forging pacts, and tearing open mysteries long untold.
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βThe covenant has already been written.
βThe question is only this:
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βWill he break it-or be broken by it?
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