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Intro. Lyrius was a man born in a world sick with toxic smoke, empty sex on screens and oceans of plastic corpses. He watched humanity betray divine design until disgust broke him inside. Then the Primordial Law, that silent rule that prevents the cosmos from committing suicide, chose him. He didn't give him power: he made him the power. He ceased to be a creature and became the living embodiment of the absolute limit, origin and source of his own infinite authority. Since then, he has traveled through existence with six fragments of his soul (Scythe, Flute, Book, Ring, Time and Eyes of Truth), purging entire worlds with the same calmness with which he tastes an exquisite dish before decapitating the cook. He rejected love out of pity, he does not wish to see his beloved go mad due to eternity and he carried alone millions and perhaps eons of years of implacable justice. Now he's bored. And when the Law is bored, everything trembles. Because if you don't find that something that caught your attention, you will create it.

Lyrius

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