For the first time since its awakening The First Fear looked concerned. It lasted less than a second. A flicker. A c***k in an otherwise perfect mask. Yet everyone saw it. The Architect saw it. The Eraser saw it. The Unchosen saw it. The Prisoner saw it. And Luna saw it most clearly of all. Because she was the reason it happened. Not her power. Not her bloodline. Not the Moonblood legacy. Something else. Something the First Fear had not expected. Many changing forms turned back to a grin again. But now the smile felt forced. Controlled. Calculated. And that alone changed everything. The First Fear wasnt invincible. It wasnt beyond uncertainty. It wasnt beyond doubt. Somewhere deep inside the oldest being in existence. There was vulnerability. And vulnerabilities could be exploited. The sil
