In the cavernous heart of the earth, beneath the roots of reality, an aged armadillo in a brass vest and monocle tends to a vast, cosmic clo...

In the cavernous heart of the earth, beneath the roots of reality, an aged armadillo in a brass vest and monocle tends to a vast, cosmic clockwork. Every gear is a planet; every tick a heartbeat of time itself. With delicate tools attached to his tail, he tunes the frequency of existence, aligning timelines ...