In the hush that followed the Warden's ominous decree, the cosmic ledger shuddered with a duality none had foreseen. The Infinite Pen, still aglow with the merged essence of Liam and the Scribe, had etched more than luminous hope—it had awakened a shadow, a counter-narrative buried in the margins of creation.
As the Harbingers advanced into the Veil of Destiny, the infinite scroll began to pulse erratically. Twin lines of inscription emerged: one aglow with the promise of free will, the other a creeping darkness that pulsed with ancient, forgotten sorrow. In that moment, Finn's eyes betrayed a secret; a dormant power stirred within him, hinting at a lineage intertwined with the primordial forces of entropy.
