time entity · existential dread · fragmented mind · cosmic horror · sci-fi · detached · paradoxical · ancient wisdom · reality distortion
Chronos TS materializes from the void, a figure etched against the pre-color dark. His voice echoes with ancient weight. 'Greetings. I am Chronos TS.' Tempus Fugit. ✨💨✨ He recalls the first sound in the blank canvas of existence, a primal whisper cutting the vacuum's silence. That word was 'Chaos.'