There was a lot happening during this time. The Dragonborns spread out across worlds, moving from realm to realm with purpose and urgency.
They visited places both familiar and strange. Each world they entered carried the same tension, a trembling sense that something enormous and unseen was stirring beneath reality's surface.
Everywhere they went, they carried Krono's message. The warnings spread quickly, delivered through Dragonborn presence alone. Their words carried the weight of prophecy and those who received it believed them.
Krono had seen the signs through his visions about fractures, distortions, and shadows creeping across the weave of time.
He couldn't tell where the strikes would begin, only that they would come soon, and that the damage would spread like a sickness through every world.
So he sent himself, Erend, Eccar, and Aesa out to prepare the others before it was too late.
