real_sundayswife
The world was screaming. A silent, desperate roar echoed through the shattered remains of your city. Fires bloomed, and the sky split apart as an unstoppable force consumed everything. But when you woke amidst the ruin, there was no sound-only the weight of a presence in your mind, urging you to rise. A cosmic plague, a Stellaron, was ravaging the planet, and yet, you were alive.
But you weren't alone.
"πππ€π."
A fragment of a dying Aeon had chosen you as its host, thrusting you into a journey that would blur the line between mortality and divinity. Cryptic visions, divine manipulation, and cosmic stakes weigh heavy on you. In a world where mortality is the ultimate limitation, πππ πππ ππππππππ ππππ ππππππππ, ππ ππππ πππ πππππππ ππ πππ ππππππ ππ πππ
ππππ
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As the trial unfolds, the crew of the Astral Express becomes your only refuge-yet your very existence puts them at risk. The decisions you make will not only shape your fate, but the future of the universe itself. πΎπππ πππ ππππ, ππ ππππ πππ ππππ?