The whispers began with the shifting sands of Xylos, a planet perpetually shrouded in twilight. Xylos wasn't merely a world; it was a living echo, a repository of forgotten realities. And at its core pulsed Batlan, not a creature in the conventional sense, but a nexus – a point of concentrated resonance. Legend held that Batlan was born from the Obsidian Bloom, a sentient nebula that had collapsed centuries ago, scattering its essence across the cosmos. This essence wasn’t malicious, nor benevolent, simply… *aware*. It manifested as a field of interwoven probabilities, capable of subtly altering the fabric of existence.
The Xylosian people, the Kryll, had spent millennia studying Batlan. They weren’t warriors, nor scholars in the way most civilizations understood the terms. They were, fundamentally, Listeners. Their entire society revolved around interpreting the subtle shifts in Batlan’s resonance, using complex, bio-luminescent tattoos to translate the sensations into actionable data. These tattoos weren't static; they flowed and morphed in response to Batlan’s fluctuations, providing a constantly evolving map of potential futures and past echoes. The Kryll believed that by harmonizing with Batlan’s rhythm, they could navigate the temporal currents and, theoretically, prevent catastrophic reality ruptures – events they termed "Shimmers."
“The Bloom doesn’t dictate. It *suggests*. It’s a vast, intricate dream, and we are merely moths drawn to its iridescent glow.” – Kaelen, the Last Listener