#threadtale asks

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In the beginning, there was only one path.

One world.

One story.

One ending.

But then came choice.

And with choice came possibility.

A different word spoken.

A different hand extended.

A different decision made at the very last moment.

Every choice created something new.

A new path.

A new story.

A new thread.

The threads grew.

They stretched across existence, weaving together an endless tapestry of worlds.

Some were filled with hope.

Some were consumed by anger.

Some found happiness.

Some never reached tomorrow.

But every thread had one thing in common...

Every thread had a story worth remembering.

But threads fray.

Some snap.

Time repeated itself.

Choices were undone.

Lives were lost and rewritten.

Worlds were created...

only to be forgotten.

The universe did not break because there were too many stories.

It broke because too many stories were forgotten.

This is a place outside reality.

A massive empty space filled with floating strands.

Somewhere between existence and nothingness...

there is a place that holds every story.

A place where endings remain unfinished.

A place where lost worlds wait for someone to remember them.

This place has many names.

The space between worlds.

The edge of reality.

But those who know the truth call it...

The Seam.

The Thread Keeper.

He was not the first story.

He was not the final one.

He wasn't the strongest.

He was not chosen because he wanted the responsibility.

He was chosen because someone had to remember.