The ruins breathed.
Not with air — but with memory.
Kaela stood silent at the center of the ancient crater, the spiral mark still burning on her palm.
The visions hadn't ended.
They only grew deeper, as if the land itself was dragging her into the truth.
The floating shards flared again, and a new history unfolded — one even older, more terrible.
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The Forgotten Cataclysm
Long before cities were built, before even myths were whispered among firelit tribes, Earth had known another world.
A world ruled by titans of mind and flesh — beings born not of natural evolution, but of something darker.
Among them was the Dreamer, an entity not of Earth, but through Earth.
He did not come from the stars.
> He grew from Earth's own nightmare.
A wound in reality itself had festered deep beneath the mantle.
A sentient storm of dreams and death.
And from that festering place, the Dreamer birthed clones of himself — each clone carrying a fragment of his infinite consciousness.
They wandered across the young Earth like gods, reshaping reality, consuming life.
The world died once.
Not by war, not by plague.
But by dreams twisted into monstrous reality.
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The Ancient Hero
When hope seemed lost, one figure — a being whose name was erased from even myth — rose up.
A hero born of pure will and desperate power.
Wielding a weapon forged from the shattered bones of reality itself — the ancestor of the Genesis Core — he challenged the Dreamer's clones.
The battle cracked mountains, boiled oceans, tore the sky apart.
Entire civilizations that predated history itself were erased.
But the hero succeeded.
He sealed the Dreamer's most dangerous clone — the one now stirring in the Wounded Wastes — deep within the bleeding Earth.
Bound it under runes of extinction and rebirth.
And in that act, Earth was reborn.
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The Genesis Core's Origin
The Genesis Core was never meant to be a mere energy source.
It was born as a shard of the original weapon used to seal the Dreamer's power.
A fragment of the laws of creation and destruction, compacted into a physical form.
Later, as millennia passed and humanity rose again, curious researchers — including Zeyren's scientists and the Dreamer's unwitting followers — rediscovered the Genesis Core technology buried in ruins.
They thought it was just an ancient battery, a limitless engine to power their weapons and their ambition.
> They were wrong.
They were holding a piece of destiny itself.
And now, with the Hollowborn wars having weakened the world's natural defenses, with the Genesis Core awakened again…
The Dreamer's true self — the one that had never truly died, only waited — was beginning to stir.
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The Endless Cycle
The visions spoke like a funeral hymn:
> "Birth. Death. Rebirth."
"History does not walk forward. It spins."
"You are not the first savior, Kaela Wong. But you may be the last."
Images swirled:
Past worlds shattered.
Heroes rising, falling.
The Genesis Core being created, lost, found again.
Each time, humanity thought it was free.
Each time, it was only dancing at the edge of the pit once more.
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Kaela's Realization
Kaela stumbled back, breathing hard, the weight of the revelation crashing over her.
Her parents — Lia Wong and Kairo — her friends — Riven, Arin, the soldiers who had died for her — even Chris Redfield himself — they were all part of a story written before they were born.
And now she knew:
If she failed, this time there would be no rebirth.
No second sealing.
If the Dreamer woke fully...
Earth itself would become a dreaming corpse, a puppet in its sleep.
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Tone and Feeling
Tragic inevitability, but also tiny glimmers of hope — Kaela still has the choice to break the cycle.
Heavy atmosphere like ancient tombs opening again.
Fear, courage, sadness intertwining.