Season 2-Chp 68
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The First Ending stood where no god should walk, its form bending through time, memory, and fate like a blade through still water. Its presence rewrote the concept of presence itself. The spiral at Cian’s feet pulsed silver, trembling not from fear—but from uncertainty.

Cian stood within the fractured center, his breath shallow, his voice caught between wonder and terror. Around him, his companions formed a wide ring. Not close enough to interrupt. Not distant enough to abandon.

“You asked for a story,” Cian said.

The First Ending nodded once, its form shifting again—from Margareth’s eyes to Ashiel’s brow, to a younger Jerome’s grin.

“One I have not heard.”

Cian looked down at his hands. Runes still flickered across his skin—remnants of a chain once carried, still echoing through the marrow. But this wasn’t about power anymore.

It was about narrative.

“I don’t have the kind of story you want,” Cian said.

The First Ending tilted its head.

“Try.”

Ashiel whispered, “Be careful. This isn’
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