It's unknown how many cycles have passed. Time keeps churning, a never ending fall of change. A dropped moment in a bottomless pit. Even the palaces have collapsed. Though something about the internal power is never changing and ever burning. The worlds overground now, and there aren't many of us left.
Maybe a it's a new beginning.
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