Selene, the architect of a new cosmos, a goddess of purity and order, had remained a solitary figure for a millennium. A queen without a king.
Why? The question burned through my mind, eclipsing the anger, the pain, the betrayal. Why would she, who preached unity and creation, remain so utterly alone? Was it a penance? Or something else entirely?
A faint whirr echoed through the library, pulling me from my thoughts. It was a low, almost imperceptible sound, like the turning of unseen gears. The air around me began to thicken, growing heavy with spiritual energy. The gentle lanterns in the main halls flickered, their light dimming for a moment before flaring back to a sharp, intense glow.
The formation.
I had been too absorbed, too focused on the text. My careful spiritual probe had bee
