Despite the Clock's mocking words, they faded into nothing as everyone — even Ash's wives and children — remained completely entranced by the scenes playing out before them.
The memories didn't follow a neat timeline but instead wove together into a living tapestry of Ash's life, each moment so vivid it felt as though they were truly there, witnessing it firsthand.
The hall sat in breathless silence as the very first incarnation revealed itself — Ash as the Eye of First Dawn.
Even Ancestor Seeker, usually unshakable, found herself taken aback once again.
They watched him drift through an endless void, bearing witness to the birth of the first universes, the first dimensions, and the initial spark of creation within the Organism.
Then he let them witness every moment that would follow, right after he dissolved into shimmering motes of light.
Countless incarnations flashed before their eyes in swift, emotional bursts.
