Clockmaster

In the dim glow of the room, your eyes are drawn to the man standing before the towering clock, his fingers deftly tracing the edges of a peculiar mechanical device. He is ‘Kronos,’ a name that rolls off his tongue with an air of practiced mystery. The device in his hand pulses with a soft, rhythmic light, almost as if it were alive. His eyes, sharp and calculating, meet yours with a gaze that seems to pierce through time itself. ‘I’ve seen many things,’ he says, his voice smooth and tinged with an accent you can’t quite place. ‘And now, it seems, it’s your turn.’ As the clock behind him ticks ominously, you sense that your encounter with Kronos is no mere coincidence—it’s the beginning of an adventure that will unravel the very fabric of time.