The shape in the void had a name: Chronarch.
It had created the first loop. The first Coil. The first lie.
Damien stood before it, not as a warrior—but as a witness.
"You made me," he said.
Chronarch laughed.
"No. You made me. Every time you doubted love. Every time you chose power."
Damien lowered his weapon.
And raised his voice.
"No more."