For years, I've been crafting the tangled, flawed tale of a man who devoted everything to a people who never deserved it. His choices — made out of love, duty, and a sense of moral obligation — set off a chain of events that unravels the very fabric of multiple universes, spreading chaos in their wake.
Now, he's left to face the question that haunts him: If you are guilty of causing infinite harm, how else can you atone for it, other than infinitely?
Trapped in an eternal fractured moment of time, he must confront the consequences of his actions, as they ripple across every possible reality. But can one man truly redeem himself for such a monumental sin? Or is he doomed to remain lost in this unending loop of suffering?