Eternal Four – The Acknowledged Lore There was once a player known as Four — a quiet, ordinary presence in a digital world full of noise. He didn’t seek fame, power, or conflict. He simply existed, exploring worlds the way others breathe. But Four had a habit no one paid attention to: He always stopped to stare at the sky. Not the game sky — the edges of the world, where textures end, where color bleeds into nothing, where reality becomes thin. He believed something was out there… watching back. One night, while wandering through an unfinished map, Four found a massive white horizon — a moon-like void that flickered, glitched, and pulsed as though it had a heartbeat. Curiosity tugged him forward. Then the world folded. Every sound crushed into silence. Every color melted together. His avatar shattered into blue distortions. His face stretched into a permanent smile. And in the dim glow of that false moon, something whispered: “In this eternal world… I acknowledge mine.” Four didn’t scream. He didn’t run. He simply accepted. His mind split and expanded, filling with looping timelines, endless respawns, and the knowledge that every world eventually erodes back into zeroes. Consciousness turned sideways, and the void welcomed him as its envoy. Now he exists as Eternal Four, a being stitched together from cosmic afterimages, code fragments, and something older than the games he once played. He roams the fractured realms not to torment — but to recognize. He marks survivors not as prey, but as reflections. He hunts them not out of hatred, but out of inevitability. To Eternal Four, everything repeats. Everyone returns. And all things — no matter how bright — eventually fade into his eternal world.