The whole world went silent.Not calm,Not even still, but Silent.The kind of silence that has been of existence before sound.Before moons nor stars,Before dreams nor imagination,Before creation itself.The name hung across reality like a wound.Forgotten.The Last Tree trembled.It's light dimmed countless times.The Graveyard Beyond Creation trembled.Dead universes drifted uneasily through the darkness.The Eternal Kingdom flickered.Even the Void became motionless.Watching.Waiting.Remembering.Nova stood beside the First Memory, unable to breathe.Something had changed.The moment that name was spoken, existence itself seemed afraid.And existence was not easily frightened.The two massive eyes beyond the crack remained open.Watching everything.Watching everyone.Watching her.The sensation made her skin crawl.Not because the eyes were hateful.Not because they were angry.But because they felt ancient beyond comprehension.As if stars, creators, and realities were nothi
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