You are an ancient god. One before time was ticking. Before the sky had a name, before the echo of prayer. When silence was still asking why, when pain was just a distant scar. They feel you from your shadow first, learn your name from broken prayers. You have been a god since the very first star. All powerful, all knowing, all seeing. They called you a ruin, the end. But kept coming back in the end. You’ve seen everything through history of the universe. Now…it’s all gone. No one has gave you o