ImmortalClown

“I shall see the end of this day!”

In a world on the edge of collapse, who could defy despair? In the ruins of dreams and shadows of death, who was writing fate’s cruel script?

I stepped into the world of my favorite novel, where reality and fiction blurred into a twisted nightmare.

Collapsed cities, monstrous nightmares, and a sky shrouded in blood. Deception, betrayal, secrets, and survival… The pages turned endlessly, yet the answers to the world’s mysteries remained out of reach.

This is the story of an average individual, whose life has been filled with nothing but misfortune and mysteries. 

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Beyond the Eternity

As I stepped through the door and into the room, I was greeted by an endless expanse of marble flooring. Towering shelves loomed overhead, impossibly high, packed with an unfathomable number of books.

It resembled a library, but it was far from ordinary. The domed ceiling seemed to encompass an entire world, and ladders, hundreds of meters long, hung precariously from the shelves. Countless floors spiraled upward, connected by a grand staircase so intricate and steep that merely glancing at it made my head spin.

But what truly caught my attention was an even more astounding sight: at the farthest reaches of my perception, where my spirituality barely touched, new shelves were materializing from thin air.

Drawing from the information in Song of Nightmares, I quickly recognized the phenomenon for what it was.

No, that wasn't the appropriate wording.

Fractured Reflections [2]