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Life can push you to the age of insanity,.A brief glimpse into Errin’s Journey and The Forgotten Valley.

Errin, a man of unknown origins, stumbles upon The Forgotten Valley, a place of profound mystery, where time moves differently, and reality bends like a dream. Drawn in by its untouched beauty and the simple life it offers, he soon finds himself entwined with its people, its customs, and a woman who binds him to the valley in ways he never anticipated. As he fathers children, his role transforms from an outsider to an integral part of the valley’s hidden truths.

But The Forgotten Valley is not just a place—it is an enigma. A world that exists between existence and illusion, where time can stretch a century into a fortnight. Errin lives through lifetimes, experiencing the joys of family, the serenity of nature, and the burden of questions that have no answers. His children grow into extraordinary beings, drawn into powerful sects beyond the valley, where cultivation, trials, and the fate of entire bloodlines are decided by strength.

Yet, a lingering uncertainty remains. Is The Forgotten Valley a sanctuary or a prison? Is his life there real, or merely a fleeting dream? When he finally leaves the valley, time reveals its cruel hand—only twelve years have passed in the outside world, while he has lived for over a century within (144year). Doubt consumes him. Was it all an illusion?

As he nears the end of his life, longing for the valley but unable to return, he entrusts the journey to his sons. Three set out, but only one succeeds. That son finds the valley changed—vast, filled with countless souls living in quiet harmony. His experience mirrors but does not replicate his father’s. And in the end, when Errin dies, he wakes once more… Was The Forgotten Valley real, or was it simply a dream too vivid to forget? Is life real, a dream or a mirror of domething else?

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ERRIN THE OUTSIDER

As Errin followed the woman, he became aware of changes within himself.

His heartbeat was no longer just a rhythmic pulse—it was a drum, resonating with something ancient. The air around him responded to his presence. He felt connected to the valley in a way he hadn't before.

They traveled in silence, weaving through mist-covered forests and narrow trails that led them upwards...ever higher and higher into the mountains.

Then, at the peak of a cliffside, she stopped.

"This is where it begins," she said, gesturing to a stone altar at the center of an ancient circular platform.

Carvings lined the platform—symbols of cosmic constellations, forgotten runes of power. A ritual site.

Errin stepped forward, drawn by an invisible force.

"Your bloodline has been locked for centuries. Your ancestors once walked among the stars, shaping destinies, bending reality. But time buried their legacy."

Errin's breath caught. His father's unknown heritage. His mother's forgotten past.

"Now," she said, "it is time to see if you are truly worthy of reclaiming it."

A deep hum filled the air as the altar came alive.

The valley itself seemed to tremble as if in protest.

And Errin stepped forward, embracing his fate to stand among the symbols matrixes criss crossing the platform ready for wathever that lay in the after here....

chapter 41:THE BLOODLINE AWAKENING