While Luna's fingers moved through Damian's crimson hair with gentle rhythm, while she sat there believing this moment existed in privacy…
Neither understood that their bonding, fragile and new and carrying weight neither could fully comprehend yet, had drawn the attention of beings whose games stretched across eons.
And one of them had witnessed the birth of the universe itself.
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[The Primal Firmament Realm - The World of Elvoria]
Silence stretched across a realm that existed before concepts had names.
The sky above held no sun, no moon, no stars scattered across darkness.
Instead, light bled from the earth itself, from ground that had witnessed every age since existence began.
And at the center of everything, rising toward heavens that bent around its presence...
The World Tree.
Its trunk stretched impossibly wide, silver-white bark gleaming with inner radiance.
