When Gods Remember There is a place where memory rotsand even the gods forget their names. Where silence runs deeper than death,and something waits—watching, walking,wearing the shape of a man. The cycle turns.The balance cracks.And in the dark, a long-buried truth stirs—one that cannot be forgotten. Hi everyone, This is the very first draft of my work. It’s still rough — there are quite a few problems, and I’m actively developing the plot and characters as I go. For now, my main go...