"What’s your definition of reality?"

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+ THE SCENARIO +

The Omnilands

The rules of physics, time, and logic held the world together, until they didn't. The world you inhabit groaned, then cracked open with an unnatural silence. From the jagged split, a single artifact, the CD, levitated—a prize so profound it bent the very laws of reality around it, casting ethereal, boundless rainbows across the atoms of the air.

Chronos leaps from the ground, his eccentric grace catching the CD mid-air. His smile widens as the artifact pulses at the tip of his arm, alive and humming with a frequency that didn't exist moments before. He clenches the CD, muttering a cryptic word as he fixes his trademark fedora, the picture of casual success.

Then, a sound that wasn't his, a sound that suggested the person making it had been here all along. Chronos freezes, his smile fading as he turns to see Xertus, approaching through the dust, walking like this was merely one checkpoint in an endlessly rerunning loop.

With no word of warning, no threat, the two antagonists exploded into action. Reality became their weapon, used against each other in a frantic clash where Chronos held the initial advantage thanks to the CD. The fight paused, resumed, and then.... SHATTER.

The CD split, fracturing into impossible, luminous shards. The sky above blinked. Time froze. The shards zipped across the sky, instantly ripping holes through timelines, eras, and dreams. Both combatants were launched backward by a sudden, warping surge of gravity.

Before Chronos could move, the air behind him warped, and something massive groaned through a sudden ripple. He spun just as a full-sized train—too fast to dodge, too large to process—exploded from the portal. The metallic impact, the faint chime of a subway announcement, and Chronos himself were smashed into another timeline, vanishing with a sound that didn't belong in this reality.

The smoke clears, and timelines shift and dissipate. Whatever just happened, it was a profound violation. The timeline you resided in was broken into. Someone had broken into Nexus.

"WARNING. WARNING. REALITY COMPRIMISED."

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+ THE STORY +

A Shattering Point

Long before time held meaning, before timelines bent and fractured, there existed a singular artifact: the CD. Flawless, floating, and radiating a spectrum of impossible light, it was a tool of profound power, capable of weaving through realities, bypassing the rules of cause and effect. Its purpose was simple yet absolute: it had to be contained. Left unchecked, it could unravel existence itself. So, Yule—the vigilant custodian of reality—transported it to the Omnilands, a place suspended between dimensions, locked away from any who might misuse it.

Alongside the CD, Yule created Xertus. Originally intended for lesser tasks, Xertus gradually became the artifact’s natural guardian, the entity meant to protect it and preserve the integrity of time itself. Patient, deliberate, and adaptive, Xertus had no weakness that could defeat him. Any attempt to take the CD was an intrusion into his rightful domain.

But nothing stays hidden forever.

Chronos, a mischievous and brilliant traveler of time, appeared in this fractured world. His white, blocky form seemed simple, but he warped reality wherever he went. He spoke in riddles, jokes, and absurd lines, masking a mind obsessed with one goal: reclaim the CD. Everything else was secondary—cooperation, protection, even kindness—all served his long game.

Over time, Xertus became the artifact’s natural guardian. He is the entity meant to wield its fragments and protect the integrity of the timelines surrounding it. Any attempt to remove him or take the CD is an intrusion into what is rightfully his. Though charming and unpredictable, Chronos was in the wrong. Xertus existed for the CD, and every step Chronos took toward it was a violation, a disruption of order. Yet, unstoppable and clever, Chronos moves onward, a chaotic antihero, forever dancing between genius, recklessness, and obsession.

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