"Before memory, there was chaos.
Before gods, there were betrayals.
And before the end, she will remember everything."
Part I - The First Chaos
Before the age of greed, before men began carving borders into the earth and silencing the soil beneath stone, there was balance.
Not peace. Not harmony.
But balance.
Unwritten, unspoken, and uneasily kept - by forces older than time, born not of worship but of consequence. They were not gods, nor did they seek temples or praise. They were truths personified - ancient, brutal, poetic - and they watched.
When man forgot, chaos was the reminder.