On a night when the moon cast no light, an elderly man sat alone in a dark room, his hands pressed together as if in prayer. But the truth was far stranger… he was not praying—he was holding time itself in place.
More than a thousand years ago, mysterious forces chose him to become the Guardian of the World’s Clock, a magical timepiece that kept the universe in motion. If the clock ever stopped, time across the entire cosmos would freeze.
On his finger rested a black ring, and on his wrist, a golden watch. They were not mere accessories, but ancient keys that could unlock a hidden realm invisible to ordinary people. As midnight drew near, he always heard the same haunting whisper:
*”The fall is near…”*
That night, the walls trembled, the lights went out, and a massive black portal tore open before him. From it emerged a towering shadow with glowing crimson eyes.
The shadow spoke in a terrifying voice:
