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Before things went wrong, there was once an Hour that venerated its own followers. A god of ambition and blind determination. Willpower incarnate, and, of course, an Hour of complete the utter madness before all elsethat trying your best against utter failure entails.

This Hour couldheld great power, but didn've easily saved t save itself. Instead, but it did notmade a noble sacrifice along with the -from stone of heart- to minimize the damage of the Collision. Someone else was more important Despite being well and truly dead, the Spiral's remains live on inside every living being, as they were always within to begin with. It Call upon it in moments of utter despair, when there is a shame that they failed to save even themno hope, and perhaps the atom of stone within you will answer...