Book Four – Chapter 7
The Book of Beginnings
The ancient book opened with a sound like thunder rolling across the sea.
Its pages were not made of paper.
They were woven from light, memory, and time itself.
Every word shimmered as if it were alive.
The ocean around it glowed with a soft silver-blue radiance.
Elian could hardly breathe.
"So... this is where every story begins?"
The Author nodded.
"Not every story."
"The first ones."
He gently turned the first page.
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A vision rose from the book.
Elian saw a vast, empty universe before the stars.
Then came the first spark of light.
From that spark grew the First Tree.
He saw the First Guardian smiling as life blossomed across the worlds.
He saw the lonely Void King watching from the darkness—not with hatred, but with long
