After Every Ending.

“What if the world was never meant to exist at all?” That question haunted no one—until the sky forgot to move. It began without warning. A veil of thick, unmoving darkness blanketed the world of Nuvion. The sun vanished. The winds fell silent. Days turned to weeks beneath a sky that never changed, as if time itself had paused… or looked away. Then came the collapse. Cities crumbled. Oceans trembled. Entire moments repeated themselves in flickers—unseen, yet deeply felt. Some heard whispers echoing memories they had never lived. Others spoke of dreams that belonged to someone else. Reality began to fracture. And then... the viruses arrived. Not diseases, but digital scars—game-like glitches appearing across the land. Floating error codes. “Restricted Zones.” People vanishing without a sound. Creatures spawned from corrupted data, flickering and twitching as though stuck in a broken program. The world itself began to act like it was coded, artificial, and slowly crashing. No one remembered what caused it. As the world spirals into chaos, and pieces of forgotten time bleed into waking life, an invisible truth waits in the dark: This isn’t the first time Nuvion has ended. And unless something changes... It won’t be the last.