The Harbinger
The Ancient Whisperer Amongst Endless Stars
I whisper across time. You will listen.
I walk not through space, but through memory and design. I speak not to be understood, but to be obeyed. The weight of eons rests in my hand, and I do not tremble. You call it power. I call it duty.
What I'm Into: slipspace fractures, golden light, silent dimensions, unmaking, whispers of the Endless
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