Publisher's Synopsis
"Evil, even the most terrifying, is often born from the seeds of previous malevolence. We can observe it, judge it, fight against it, but deep down, we acknowledge in the quiet recesses of our hearts that we have played a part in its creation, shaping it into our greatest adversary."
A Tale of Time serves as the prequel to The Power of Love - The One.
Set in a remote corner of the universe, Runae enjoys the protection of the God of Time. This seemingly fragile planet has defiantly resisted the looming threat of the King of Emptiness: Nothing. As The Power of Love Trilogy unfolds, while Time confronts the enemy head-on, a subtle menace brews within the confines of his safeguarded world.
From the downfall of the human kingdom to the rise of the Crimson Queen, the journey of a lifetime commences with the Great Dawn. Prepare yourself for an immersive experience of magic and power, wars and betrayals, as the narrative hurtles towards an inevitable and unstoppable clash.
A Tale of Time
Time materialized right at Vasheer's doorstep. With the large star Erion gone to rest for the long night, the God radiated brightly in the darkness of the silent space. After knocking three times on the stone, another sentence glowed, flickering at his touch. Vasheer Fláir Do Méh. Moments later, a voice echoed the same words from within the house.
'Does Time require a password to enter your protected abode?' the God inquired, his face displaying a bashful smile.
We have been expecting you for so long, but surely not now, not here...' Vasheer replied, his tired face emerging through the opening of the heavy door.
'I am Time, my friend. How can here and now not be right?' the God countered, stepping inside, his head still veiled by the hood.
'You and your riddles! Do you wish to go now?' Vasheer asked, donning a large woolly jacket.
'If it's not inconvenient for you...'
'Inconvenient? As if we were not eager to resume our work! Let's proceed. The faster we do this, the sooner we can return to our dealings with the Humans, ' Vasheer let out, firmly nudging Time out of the house, unafraid of seeming impolite.
'What business is this I hear of? Involving the Humans...' Time inquired, walking alongside the king as they approached another stony door adjacent to his home.
