They say it only appears when the moon forgets its place in the sky. A presence — or perhaps just a rumor — cloaked in silence and ancient breath. Some recall the shape, others only remember the cold.

The Nirbindra, they whisper. A name spoken like a question, never an answer.

Was it ever truly there? A divine fragment, a mistake in time, or merely the dream of a dying mind? The records conflict. The survivors speak in riddles. And the place where it was said to appear — well, even maps avoid it now.

All that remains is a trail of symbols no one admits to understanding, and a feeling that reality… might have blinked.

With the conclusion of Volume One, I wanted to take a moment to thank each of you for your incredible support and patience. Your enthusiasm, comments, and encouragement have been the fuel that kept this story alive, and I am truly grateful for every one of you who has journeyed with me so far.


I'll be taking a short break to recharge, plan, and make sure Volume Two is even better. This pause will help me return with fresh ideas and more exciting chapters for you to enjoy.


I know waiting can be tough, and I truly appreciate your patience. The story isn't going anywhere, and I can't wait to share the next part with you soon.


Thank you again for being part of this journey. See you soon!


Chapter 72 - Author’s Note: Taking a Break