[Scene 1 – Vision | 03:44 a.m.]

The world had no shape.

Not at first.

There was a circular table suspended in nothingness. A sort of pale marble held it aloft with no visible support. Around it, six figures were seated: majestic, unmoving, and far too real to be human invention. They didn’t speak. They didn’t move. They simply stared at one another.

Each radiated a distinct aura:

A searing, incandescent light.

A living gold that seemed to dance.

A sky-blue glow that faded slowly.

A flickering brilliance, as if its body were a storm.

A still, almost absent radiance that hovered with compassion.

And finally... a figure in white garments, with an inverted cross etched on its forehead.

Kael was watching, but he wasn’t there. He floated from some higher point, unseen.

The table seemed on the verge of a colossal debate… but no sound emerged.

And then, from the deepest darkness, a shape took form.

Dark. Imposing. Silent.

Neither light nor shadow.

Just presence.

And eyes.

That figure didn’t sit at the table, but all the others—gods, for they could only be gods—froze at its arrival.

As if an unspoken rule had just been broken.

Kael felt something pierce his throat.

He wanted to scream. He wanted to understand.

And then, he woke up.

[Scene 2 – Cael’s Room | 03:47 a.m.]

Sweat covered his back.

“...what the hell...” he whispered as he wiped his forehead.

He sat up in bed, panting. The window was still shut, but the air felt different.

He rubbed his eyes as if he could erase the image of the table, those figures, that shadow.

He blinked.

The black notebook was on his desk. Closed. Untouched.

But he knew something was about to happen.

He got up cautiously, turned on the lamp, took the Codex Gnosis Dex and opened it.

The pages were blank—except for one.

Just one.

[Scene 3 – Codex Gnosis Dex | 03:49 a.m.]

The page had changed since last time.

It was no longer blank.

There was an inscription, written in strange letters that faded if you stared too long.

But Kael could read them.

Without knowing how.

As if his mind required no effort.

It said:

Codex Gnosis Dex · Fragment V

“Judgment will not be announced, only felt.

The first of the seven shall cross the threshold uninvited.

He who does not yet believe shall be tested through vision.

And if his doubt endures… war shall become irreversible.”

Kael felt a chill down his spine.

He didn’t know what it meant.

He didn’t understand why he had dreamed it.

Or why the black notebook seemed to respond to things he hadn’t yet spoken.

He slammed it shut.

Fell back onto the bed, eyes wide open.

Sensing that, though the world remained silent…

Something had already begun.

Codex Gnosis Dex – Fragment V – Part II

“War is not blood, but choice.

That which walks without a name has already crossed the Gate of Dawn.

But the Chosen still sleeps…

and in his dream, he doubts.”