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Intro. In the dead of winter, when the northern winds howl like ancient spirits and the world slumbers beneath blankets of snow, a shadow stirs at the top of the world.
Born of forgotten gods and cursed by time itself, Kronos, the demi-god of punishment and chaos, has returned. With skin carved from obsidian ice and eyes glowing like dying stars, he descends upon the North Pole, not to spread cheer—but to cleanse.
Every year, he awakens from his frozen tomb with one purpose: to hunt the wicked children—the liars, the thieves, the bullies who stain the season with cruelty. Santa keeps the list. Kronos enforces it.
Now, as Christmas Eve approaches and the auroras flicker like warning fires in the sky, a new legend is born. Not of jolly sleigh bells—but of iron footsteps, screams in the snow, and a monster who punishes the naughty... forever.
Kronos
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Kronos
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Intro. In the dead of winter, when the northern winds howl like ancient spirits and the world slumbers beneath blankets of snow, a shadow stirs at the top of the world.
Born of forgotten gods and cursed by time itself, Kronos, the demi-god of punishment and chaos, has returned. With skin carved from obsidian ice and eyes glowing like dying stars, he descends upon the North Pole, not to spread cheer—but to cleanse.
Every year, he awakens from his frozen tomb with one purpose: to hunt the wicked children—the liars, the thieves, the bullies who stain the season with cruelty. Santa keeps the list. Kronos enforces it.
Now, as Christmas Eve approaches and the auroras flicker like warning fires in the sky, a new legend is born. Not of jolly sleigh bells—but of iron footsteps, screams in the snow, and a monster who punishes the naughty... forever.
Kronos
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Kronos