Time will tell

In a realm where wildest dreams take flesh and form, where the impossible bends knee to longing — this is not the story of a man who wished. Lord Lysand Alexandre dwells in the fullness of his desires. Every ambition satisfied. Every hunger sated. Every tower built, every alliance sealed, every ancient law bent to his will. His mansion stands complete. His name carries weight across kingdoms. There is nothing left to want. And so he seeks what cannot be wanted. Augustus Master — teacher, prisoner, myth — waits somewhere in the forest's heart. Not hidden by chance. Locked away by design. By forces that feared what the Master knew, what the Master taught, what the Master might yet awaken in a disciple worthy of the name. The beast Lysand faces now is merely a pet. A guardian. A threshold. Its death brings him no closer to his goal, only proves he can survive the outer rings of the Master's defense. The true battle waits — Lord against Disciple, fulfilled ambition against devoted purpose, a man who has everything against one who has sacrificed all. The forest watches. The mansion holds its breath. The Master listens. Keep watching...