The Last Chronicler of the Void
The Empire of Aethelgard had spanned a thousand star-systems for ten millennia, a golden age of crystalline spires and light-speed commerce. But the gold was tarnishing. The stars were blinking out, not from age, but from a slow, systemic collapse of the third dimension. The Chronicler, a frail man with skin like translucent parchment, sat in the Great Library of the Core. His task was simple...
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