Lyren

Hello, I'm Lyren, the one who was part of the 18 chapters you just read, including this one, and I've come to break the fourth wall! I'm one of the sons of Wan, the being of chaos, of assasins, of emotions and feelings, surely the strongest apart from Wan paradoxal and many other things, in fact to be more precise. I'm also the one who brought this story to life for Valerian.

I'll explain simply, this world was given to me by my father on my 78th birthday, and as I was bored I started a story with Gabriel who is reincarnated as Valerian and lives a new life in a fantastic world, but as it was my first Creation I didn't make much sense and I just went with my head, which is why we don't see certain characters or other things or even things that don't make any sense.

Anyway, I did this because I was bored, so you've been reading for nothing. But if you've made it this far, thank you, and you've won a gift. As a semi-being of many things I'm able to offer you something in the dimension di62vf0cbx5ao emdbsowbdn+#/3:*556985798jz elmhylev, I've avoided cosmic numbers so as not to confuse you.

Your gift is a word, not rather a knowledge that perhaps some will have: Hrekeyl. My father told me that among paradoxes it's the most important word, that when you meet all your other selves in the middle of a paradox, you have to kill the Hrekeyl to become the vector.

The Hrekeyl is the one that isn't you. You'll understand in the moment if you remember.

Anyway, have a nice day, night, toirée and what do you call the passing of time from where you are in the cosmos.

That was lame and pointless but thanks for reading this far, ha and please send me money if you can, my dad punished me with pocket money for 12 years.