All of this started in the dreamlands. The beating heart of the Atlas. My father’s Nexus. I always assumed it was simply the Elder’s birthplace - the shell it left behind. I now suspect the dreamlands existed long before the Elder’s birth. Its master, the Decay, was drawn to the dreamlands, just as other forces are now drawn by the Elder’s absence. Those who have sought power in the Atlas utilized the Nexus. But none were as imaginative as my father. The ones who came after only played within the confines of the realms that he built. The dreamlands may be eternal… but the Atlas was his creation. He was taught by the Elder itself. And from him, I learned too. What was shaped can be unmade…


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