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A son of night and chaos, An assassin shaped by design. A shadow where no light could shine, A man who knew too much. The age of Ash is ending. Kalki, last Nephilim and reluctant Morningstar, walks the Himalayas to face the Immortals—Creation, Destruction, Calamity, War, Love, Salvation, Judgment. Their trials are battles of flesh and soul, each mantle gained at a terrible cost. But a voice whispers in his ear, twisting truth into corruption. Every answer he gives, every lesson he resists, drags him closer to the edge of silence. Below, the Kālachákra groans and breaks. The False Creator waits with the Sword of First Light. And when the wheel finally falls, Kalki learns the last truth—that his purpose was never to inherit the thrones, but to leave them empty, so humanity might finally stand alone.