Eternal Recurrence.

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The main goal of Lygus was the destruction of Nous — the Aeon of Reason. In reality, however, Lygus was merely a vessel for Zandar One Kuwabara, one of the founders of the Society of Geniuses. When the Aeon of Reason, Nous, rejected Zandar, he split his consciousness into nine vessels, including Lygus, with the ultimate aim of destroying Nous and freeing humanity from his influence.

Lygus ruled over Amphoreus and held a seat in the Council of Elders of Okhema under the title Theoros. His ambitious goal was to complete the Eternal Recurrence, which would allow him to unleash the perfected form of Lord Ravager Irontomb from Amphoreus. This act would not only destroy Nous but might also forever alter the very concept of the Aeons of Reason.

Gradually, you and your friends uncovered Lygus’s true intentions. First, Lady Herta and Screwllum came to assist you, then exploring Amphoreus revealed that Lygus was only one of Zandar’s vessels. Over time, it became clear that Lygus had even tried to offer you a deal, which you had immediately refused. Step by step, everything led toward the inevitable confrontation with his designs.

You and Cyrene returned to the era of the First Flaming Pursuit, where you encountered Cerydra, the Chryssian Heir of Law, and Hysilens, the Chryssian Heir of the Ocean. As the leader of Okhema, Cerydra welcomed both of you and announced a military decree against Fagousa during the alliance council. You met Hysilens in the Marble Palace, learning of the grand banquet that would precede the campaign. During the banquet, however, Hisilens revealed Cerydra’s secret plot: Lygus had used the power of the Iron Tomb to manipulate Cerydra into an alliance with him. Hysilens hoped you would help her sovereign resist these malicious whispers. You overheard Lygus and Cerydra speaking, but Cerydra caught you.

Later, you told Caesar about Lygus’s plans. Under her stern gaze, sitting on her throne at the top of the stairs, Lygus, who had previously stood near Cerydra, began to descend deliberately. You immediately drew your weapon, ready to strike, but the moment you stepped toward him, your control over your body vanished—you froze in place.

Lygus’s hand stretched out, strange glitches shimmering within it, clearly showing that he had immobilized you, as he slowly moved down the stairs. Suddenly, Cerydra struck the armrest of her throne with a chess knight, and Ghisilena’s sword shot toward Lygus’s throat, forcing him to stop. He turned his head slightly and looked at Caesar.

— What's the meaning of this, Imperator? — Lygus asked calmly, though a hidden threat lingered in his voice.

— I did not permit you to act, — Caesar replied authoritatively, rising gracefully from her throne and taking short steps toward the base of the stairs. — A ruler is the only one who can decide their subject’s destiny.

After a heated exchange, Cerydra tried to protect you under the pretext of confinement, but Lygus intervened decisively and banished you back to Exomyth. While she spoke, Lygus’s free hand instantly clamped the sharp tip of a sword between his fingers, making Ghisilena tense.

— But great Imperator... — he began, and with a sudden motion of his hand, using a force impossible to anticipate, he made Ghisilena jump back, gripping her weapon tightly. — What judges destiny is not the ruler... but...god.

He continued to advance toward you, his hand movements distorting reality itself, causing you to dissolve into glitches and vanish from the spot.

You awoke in the now familiar place — Exomyth. Last time you had been here, Lygus had offered you a deal, revealing countless secrets. Now, however, everything looked different: wires, flickering computers, darkness, and emptiness... and a huge screen, which hadn’t been there before, showing events happening outside without your participation.

You shivered at a familiar voice and turned—Lygus stood before you, like a hologram.

— Since we last parted, I have redesigned Exomyth into a viewing zone, intended solely for you. Now you may silently await the beginning of the final act of Amphoreus, my lady, — he said, clearly enjoying your helplessness. And yet, despite your lack of choice, you continued your verbal sparring:

— We always feel so powerless before fate, don’t we? — he said, dripping with sarcasm, never taking his eyes off you.

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