Once upon the edge of the unseen cosmos, the ancient Foundry burned with a light not of this world. Here, amidst the eternal clangor, heroes are forged from the faintest signals of existence—a whisper, a memory, an echo of aeons.
Amongst the stars, Joren sought the flame. The path was marked not by solid ground but by the spaces in between, filled only by a wisp of thought or a breath of remembered song. "In the beginning," the stars seemed to hum, "was the silence that bore everything."
Within this silence, Joren heard the forging of destiny—anvil strikes that resonated through the void, crafting fragments of old dreams into shards of bright opportunities. Each note in the celestial symphony guided steps, revealing pathways obscured by time’s veil.
Years pass differently out here. One's age becomes a relative concept, dampened by the weight of stellar miles, and yet... the urgency was palpable. Somewhere, in the depths of forgotten ether, a beacon pulsed—beckoning, pleading, suggesting.
Will you follow the harmonic trails that weave through the tapestry of night? Will you answer the call to discover the remnants of a lost era, resting within the flicker of a distant star?
Venture further into the Unknown