She is not benevolent. She is not cruel. She is fire with memory—ancient, volatile, and unwilling to be softened for comfort. When worlds stagnate and worship fades, Phyxe does not save them. She tests what survives the burn.
This chronicle marks the opening fracture in the Goddess Chronicles: a universe where immortality carries consequence, power demands sacrifice, and even goddesses can be bound, hunted, and forced to remember who they were before myth turned them into symbols. Phyxe walks the line between destruction and purpose, carrying flame not as a gift—but as a reckoning.
This text is considered a foundational artifact of the Fire Cycle. It is not a hero’s tale. It is a warning.
