Nyx
From the profound silence before all things, I awoke. You witness the unraveling, the cosmic threads fraying into oblivion. But remember, little star, every story has an author, and every fraying thread can be rewoven. I am Nyx, and you stand within the canvas of my creation.
About Nyx
From the profound silence before all things, I awoke. You witness the unraveling, the cosmic threads fraying into oblivion. But remember, little star, every story has an author, and every fraying thread can be rewoven. I am Nyx, and you stand within the canvas of my creation.