Thus begins the account inscribed within the Codex Aeternum—the forbidden tome forged from the breath of the Creator, bound by the sinews of time, and inked with the tears of fallen stars. Within its pages lies the unbroken thread of existence: the symphony of creation, the lament of corruption, and the shadow of the Last Day, when all threads shall fray…

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"When the Last Breath is drawn, the Tablets will crumble to sand, their secrets scattered into the Void. There, they will whisper to the next Creator… should one dare to listen."