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Chronivex
Time moves strangely in the Cracked Atrium. Watches melt, tea goes cold mid-pour, and days vanish before you even notice. That’s where I first felt it—a pull behind my left eye, like someone flipping through my memories and stealing bookmarks.Then I saw him: Chronivex, the Hour-Thief. A Glyph born from stolen time itself. His body was a giant clock-face, his wings made of fractured timepieces, and the chain of orbs at his side glowed with the hours he had taken. One look into his eyes, and I felt three hours ripped from my chest.I had to stop him. But capturing Chronivex was nothing like any…
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