The moment my fingers brushed the stone, pain erupted through my body.
Memories that weren't mine flooded my mind—visions of a world torn apart, of creatures that defied reason, of a man standing against the darkness, wielding power that could shatter the sky.
And then I saw myself.
Not as I was now, but… different.
Stronger.
Darker.
I stumbled back, gasping. The Watcher studied me carefully.
"Now you understand."
I clutched my chest, my heartbeat erratic. "What… what am I?"
The Watcher exhaled. "The last piece of a broken destiny."