The Second Coming
Things fall apart.
The center does not hold.
Mere anarchy is unleashed upon the world.
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The prophecy was a lie. The armies of the risen sun marched inexorably on to the Battle of Armegheddon, destroying or absorbing everything in their path. The forces of the Carpenter failed, the Order of Samuel was destroyed, all of creation was ground out under the boot-heel of the Sun.
None of this happened yet. A bargain with Alayne Deschan was struck, and the impossible occurred…it is now centuries before Armegheddon. Stop the prophecy from being undone, stop history from repeating itself.
Or die trying.