Over the Divine Realms

Once, the sky cracked open.

For six days and six nights, it rained feathers that burned on the tongue. Time paused for a heartbeat across the world, and deep in the village of Verruel, people forgot their own names.

On the seventh day, the sun rose in reverse—and the Kingdom of God descended.

They said it was divine punishment. Others whispered it was a test, a game, a harvest. Either way, when the week ended, no one remembered the boy named Kael.

But Kael remembered everything.