Rebirth Of Time The Flame Rekindled Exclusive -

He had spent lifetimes searching. Now, standing before the frozen Clock, he opened his shirt. Over his heart, a faint, electric glow pulsed—feeble, but alive. His own heartbeat, the last rhythm left.

. Behind him, the suspended leaves finally hit the ground. The wind, silent for a millennium, began to howl. But time has guardians. From the grey mists emerged the rebirth of time the flame rekindled