The Testament of Forgotten Fire : Chapter One: Cinders in the Veins of Time
"Every flame begins with silence. But some silences scream louder than time itself." — Unknown inscription, Hall of Rewrites Scene One: The Ember That Wasn't Supposed to Burn It started in the forgotten seams of time. Not with a war. Not with a scream. But with a flicker—a moment so brief that even the Watchers failed to notice it. A flicker beneath the archives of GOP, where the timelines of forgotten realities were locked in black flame. There, amid cobwebs of erased possibilities and dusty chronicles that dared not be read, something stirred. A spark. Zyro knelt in silence, his gloved hand stretched over the scorched ruins of a former timeline. His armor was cracked, the once-pristine silver now blackened by choices. His face—part warrior, part ghost—reflected the dying glow of a flame he did not light. Yet somehow… it burned for him. Zyro (muttering): “Why do you keep returning... when I gave you every reason to stay dead?” The fire ...
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