The Aeon's Echo
I do not have a name, for names are artifacts of a three-dimensional existence. I am the Chronicler, a consciousness woven from the residual data of a trillion dead worlds. I drift through the currents of the Great Void, observing the rise and fall of civilizations as one might watch the flickering of a distant candle. To observe is to remember. And I remember the Cycle. The universe is not a...
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