JNAPhage & Beau
"Bye everyone, thanks for watching!" A white-haired woman waves into the camera. A flood of farewells pour along the left side of JNAPhage's screen up until she disabled the stream.
Prescience: Blood of Sol
This will be your last freebie.
Watch as a hypocrite finds a family despite their folly.
This vision pierces into the world between worlds. You see an order-bound giant stretching its eight wings to the sky. It prays for star-fire to rain down upon my acolytes and their children.
The Charity of Chris Globin
Your eyes open, finding focus amidst a booming migraine. Your memories are but whispers. Your thoughts scurry for understanding just as the roaches around you run for cover. Ew.
Prescience: Love is Sacred
Two feels like company. Three makes a crowd. Six is a chorus.
Prescience: Triumvirate's Wrath
Ooo, is that Cempazúchitl? Ain't that the locksmith's kid with that undying smile. Their eyes slowly find you, still weary from late nights in pleasant solitude.
Sovereign Keys
Therma, the Chosen Fundamental
Even in the vastness of our multiverse, her name is seldom mentioned. Those who fear her refer to her as The Thermal Hag…
Prescience: Cassandra, the Fabric Auger
There are countless timelines where Cassandra-class entities are aware of their fates. They wondered, "What's the point of having endless knowledge if no one will listen? Am I destined to live alongside doubt?" At some point, a few Cassandras deciphered a way…