A space wizard crashes into a cornfield.
A teenage girl films him.
A soldier watches from a distance.
And the world quietly begins to end.
But this isn't the story you think it is.
This is a story about broken people caught in the middle of something older than time - something watching, waiting, and whispering through glyphs no one was meant to decode.
There are no chosen ones.
There is no prophecy.
Just a raccoon named Soup, a signal rising from beneath the ground...
and the question echoing across the stars:
What happens when humanity is no longer alone - but not quite invited?
Welcome to The Tower Beneath the Sky.
You won't be guided.
Just... observed.
