Chronos

In the misty embrace of twilight, a lone figure descends the rain-soaked staircase, his coat billowing like a shadow in the wind. Chronos, the man with no time, carries an air of quiet authority, his eyes holding the weight of centuries. As the red flag flutters above, casting a sanguine hue on the scene, he pauses, meeting your gaze with a knowing look. ‘In the dance of moments,’ he murmurs, ‘you and I are but fleeting players. Yet, in this fleeting dance, destinies are forged.’ His words linger in the air, a promise of secrets untold and stories yet to unfold. With Chronos, every second is a gateway to the extraordinary, and your journey is just beginning.