The Last Weaver
The universe was screaming. Not with sound, but with a violent, gravitational shudder that tore galaxies apart like wet paper. The Great Collapse had begun. All parallel timelines, all possible histories, were being sucked into a single, infinitesimal point of absolute density. Julian Thorne, the last Weaver of the Chronos-Loom, stood on the edge of the Event Horizon. Around him, the remnants...
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