During a raid on the northern tower, we recovered a lost Conclave vault.
Inside: a blade forged from star-metal. A spell that could rewrite memory. And a scroll labeled in silver ink: Project Crownless.
Valmira read it aloud in the war room.
"It was the original plan. A world without rulers. No Architect. No Conclave. No Prophecy. Just... chaos and rebuilding."
Lilith’s eyes darkened. "They buried it because they feared it might work."
Yuria scoffed. "Sounds better than what we’ve got now."
I stared at the scroll. It felt wrong. Violent. Free.
Seraphina spoke. "If we use this... there’s no going back."
I took a breath. "Then let’s go forward."