Unexpected Activation
Titan Command was deep into preparations for Project Eclipse, Earth's first attempt at building a defense network across parallel timelines—an effort to seal Earth from becoming Endwalker prey.
Liam stood before a holographic display of Earth's global leyline field, monitoring time-node calibrations, when suddenly—
> ALERT: UNKNOWN SYSTEMS ACTIVATED
DIRECTIONAL SURGE – NORTH ATLANTIC & DEEP SOUTHERN RIFT
SIGNAL TYPE: NON-Voidborn, Non-Systemic
MAGNETIC PULSES — CEASED. RADIO FREQUENCY TRANSMISSION DETECTED.
All screens around Titan Command flickered into static, then re-aligned, revealing two separate foreign codes—not hostile, but not human.
Elena stepped forward, eyes narrowing.
"They're not broadcasting in aggression. They're asking to be found."
Liam's voice was steady.
"Whoever's reaching out… knew about the Endwalkers."
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First Contact – The Greys
Within hours, Liam, Zairoth, and an elite Titan squad arrived in the North Atlantic, just off the coast of Greenland.
There, hidden beneath a cloak of temporal displacement, lay a silver obelisk that hadn't been visible to Earth's eyes for 9,000 years.
As Liam stepped forward, the obelisk lit up, sending a ripple through space.
A beam of light emerged, and from it—
They came.
Tall, slender beings with smooth, silver-grey skin, large obsidian eyes, and a presence that calmed the air around them.
They spoke not in words, but directly into the minds of everyone present.
> "We are the Greys—the Watchers of Collapse. We observed the Fall of Timeline 7D-Theta. We survived the Endwalkers. And now… we seek alliance."
Liam narrowed his eyes.
"You knew about us. You waited for this exact moment to appear. Why?"
The Greys shared a psychic vision—worlds shattered, civilizations unwritten, timelines turned to static.
In one image, Earth stood strong—surrounded by Titans, resisting the Voidborn.
It was a singularity point, an anomaly. A hope.
> "Your reality is the only one to harm the Prime Voidborn. That makes you a beacon… and a threat. To them. And to others."
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Second Arrival – The Bihari Emerge
Simultaneously, in the Southern Rift, Titan satellites recorded an inverted oceanic whirlpool, collapsing and reforming in rhythmic pulses.
At the center, a hexagonal gate emerged, humming with vibrational energy not of this dimension.
From it rose a massive ship, shaped like a crystalline lotus, shimmering with cosmic fractals.
Then, stepping out—The Bihari.
Golden-skinned, adorned in radiant armor that sang with every movement, the Bihari resembled humans—but beyond.
Their eyes glowed with celestial patterns, and their very aura distorted the local gravitational field.
Unlike the Greys, they spoke aloud, in a voice that seemed to echo across time itself.
> "We are the Bihari—the Flameborne. We warred with the Endwalkers when your world was still cooling. And now… we return. Because Earth has chosen to fight back."
Liam and his forces arrived quickly.
When he stood before the Bihari envoy, the leader—Vaelion—bowed slightly.
> "You cracked Ka'Therun. That scream reached the edges of the Exo-Tapestry. Others heard it. Some will come to destroy you. We come to aid you."
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The Dual Alliance Council
Back at Titan Command, a historic summit was held—Liam and the Titans flanked by Zairoth and the Architects;
on one side, the stoic Greys;
on the other, the noble Bihari.
Zairoth turned to both delegations. "You understand what's at stake?"
The Greys replied with an image of Earth erased, floating silently in a dead multiverse.
The Bihari offered a seed of light—a potential path to multiversal resistance.
Liam raised his voice.
"If you're here to help… then help us build the Eclipse Grid. Help us fight back."
The Greys nodded solemnly.
> "We will share Chrono-Stasis tech. Your Time Fortress will become a temporal stronghold."
The Bihari extended a glowing crystal.
> "And we will lend our Sunforged Warriors and the schematics to construct Aetherborne Engines—ships that move through timelines."
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The Unified Front – Project Eclipse Accelerates
With alien allies now at their side, Earth moved swiftly:
The Time Fortress Grid expanded with Grey Chrono-Nodes, capable of slowing time-space collapse.
Bihari Sunforged Armors were integrated into Titan squads, enhancing strength, speed, and survival across collapsing dimensions.
The first Aetherborne Warship, named Valorpoint, began construction in orbit—designed to house a full Titan division and traverse alternate Earths.
Earth was no longer alone.
And Liam?
He stood at the center of it all—a hybrid of System, Titan, and Architect—now flanked by beings who had seen the end… and refused to let it win.
But far beyond the reach of even the Greys and Bihari,
something stirred.
Not Voidborn.
Not Endwalker.
Something older than collapse itself.
Message from the First Titan
Beneath Time – The Pulse Awakens
Just hours after the Grey-Bihari alliance was secured, an alert tore through Titan Command's deepest surveillance node—the Zero-Time Vault, a secret facility located at the southernmost magnetic pole.
For millennia, the Vault had remained sealed by a quantum stasis lock.
No Architect, no Titan, no System User—not even Liam—had been able to crack it.
Until now.
> STATUS: ZERO-TIME LOCK DISENGAGED
ENERGY SOURCE: MATCH 100% — LIAM CARTER'S DNA SIGNATURE
The pulse came from deep beneath reality's crust, not in space… but from the Origin Thread, the singular line of time from which all timelines branched.
Zairoth appeared instantly beside Liam.
"This vault… predates even Architect memory. If it's opened, you must go alone. It is not a message for many. It's a message for you."
Liam's fists curled slowly.
"Then let's hear what the past has to say."
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The Descent Into the Beginning
The Vault's door hissed open, revealing a staircase made of pure light woven with shadow. Every step Liam took echoed across time, causing tremors in ancient leyline currents.
As he stepped into the central chamber, he found no tech, no armor, no weapons.
Only a stone-like pedestal and a floating golden orb—hovering above a pool of liquid memory.
When Liam touched it—
Everything froze.
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The Memory of the First Titan
The world around him shifted.
He was no longer in the Vault.
He stood in an open plain that stretched infinitely in all directions. The sky above was split in two—half light, half void.
And then he heard the voice.
"Welcome, Heir of Flame and Fracture."
A towering figure materialized—clad in robes woven from raw reality, eyes that held galaxies in mourning, and scars from wars that had no beginning.
"I am KAL'THARON—the First Titan. The one who stood when nothing else would."
Liam instinctively bowed his head, not from protocol, but from sheer ancestral gravity.
Kal'tharon continued:
> "I left this message encoded into the Origin Thread. Only one like me—one who defied death, bent the System, and broke the Architect Chain—could ever hear it."
> "The Endwalkers are not invincible. But they are not the end."
Liam's eyes narrowed.
"Then what is?"
Kal'tharon raised his hand, revealing a flickering sigil: a spiral of light and dark, pulsing with infinite decay.
> "What comes after them… is the Nullborn."
> "When Endwalkers fail to consume a timeline, the Nullborn rise. Not to erase… but to devour the very concept of reality. One has awakened—and it is watching you."
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The Final Protocol: Inheritance of Flame
Kal'tharon stepped forward and pressed his palm against Liam's chest.
> "I cannot fight beside you, Liam Carter. My time has ended. But I can pass on what I carried—the Flame of Genesis. The power that defies extinction."
Liam gasped as his core lit with white-gold fire, spiraling through his limbs, pushing his Titan-Architect form into something more.
> NEW CORE UNLOCKED: GENESIS FLAME
Effect: Immunity to Conceptual Erasure | Nullborn-Class Barrier Penetration | Multiversal Flame Resonance
Kal'tharon began to fade.
> "You are the Last Titan… but also the First Flame of a new beginning. When the time comes… burn the veil itself."
Liam stood alone again. The message ended.
But the flame inside him burned brighter than any star.
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The Return and the Oath
Back at Titan Command, Liam emerged from the Vault, eyes glowing white-gold, his aura vibrating with primal resonance.
Everyone stopped.
Even Zairoth.
Elena was the first to speak.
"…What happened to you down there?"
Liam looked past her, past them all, into the sky.
"The First Titan gave me more than a warning," he said.
"He gave me a weapon. And a promise."
He turned to his allies.
"To the Greys. To the Bihari. To the Titans. To every reality that hasn't fallen yet…"
"We're not just surviving the Endwalkers now. We're preparing for what comes after. The Nullborn are real."
Zairoth's gaze dimmed. "Then the war has no end."
Liam raised his hand, igniting the Genesis Flame above the Titan Nexus Spire.
"No. It has an end. And we'll write it ourselves."
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