The Last Sovereign

The Child of Broken Worlds In the space between collapsed realities, where the very concept of existence flickered like a dying candle, a child walked alone through storms of crystallized screams. Alexia the Remnant was thirteen years old by any standard that still mattered, though time itself had become negotiable in the regions she traversed.

Her small form was wrapped in a cloak woven from the shadows of extinct stars, and her eyes—those terrible, beautiful eyes—held depths that no child should possess. They were not entirely her own. When the Consciousness Plague had swept through her home dimension during the final days of the Void War, it had killed everyone she had ever known. Everyone except her.