The God of Time tried to undo Liss by removing her from history.
But Korrin—shaky, afraid, cracking under pressure—stood in the way.
"She's the reason I believe in myself," he said.
"She's the paradox that let me matter."
And with a stolen divine glyph and his own soul as ink…
He rewrote the moment Liss was born.
Made it necessary.
And time bent around her.
"She was never erased," Korrin screamed.
"She was required."
Time cracked.
The god collapsed.