CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT: THE FIRST DREAMER
(Solomon's POV)
Before there was light.
Before there was darkness.
Before there were stars, souls, or time itself—
There was a dream.
And something had just awakened from it.
The Presence Beyond Existence
At first, nothing happened.
The child stood beside Mirabel.
The darkness continued dissolving around it.
The million souls watched in silence.
The universe seemed calm.
Peaceful.
Hopeful.
Then reality screamed.
Every star in existence flickered simultaneously.
Every world trembled.
Every dimension shuddered.
Not from attack.
From recognition.
Something had awakened.
And existence remembered it.
A pressure descended upon reality.
Not hostile.
Not benevolent.
Simply immense.
The way an ant might perceive a mountain.
Or a dr
