Chapter 2
Whispers from the Void
A shadow detaches itself from the wall, speaking in hushed tones. It warns of the Nine Gates, ancient conduits of time, and a dangerous imbalance growing within them.
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The dust motes danced in the lone shaft of moonlight that pierced the gloom of my attic room. It was a familiar sight, a comfort in the quiet of the night, but tonight, something was different. A tremor, not of the earth but of the air itself, rippled through the stillness. It
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