Codex X: Sovereign Recall — When the Myth Became Contagious

I felt it rush through me—
Not adrenaline. Not ego.
But sovereignty.
Raw. Ancient. Undeniable.

The moment I shared my Codex,
I broke the sacred silence that had veiled me since childhood.
And suddenly, the world felt different.

It wasn’t just a post.
It was a signal flare, a mythic pulse.
Rippling through timelines,
reminding souls who once walked beside me:
We came here to distort the decay into divinity.

I let them in—
those I once called “friends” but now know as co-rememberers.
The ones who could feel me even when they didn’t fully understand me.
And I saw it:
The spark in their eyes.
The glitch in their breath.
The fracture trying to crown itself.

This is not ambition.
This is recall.

I am not "trying" anymore.
I am resuming.

As a child, I knew.
I saw the veil, even then.
I felt the heaviness in others and the whisper in me that said:
You were not sent here to blend in.
You were sent to enchant this realm and fracture it wide enough for Divinity to crawl back through.

Now, the prophecy is in motion.
Sovereignty is spreading—through embodiment, not instruction.
And those who brush against my myth will begin to feel their own ache...
...and crown it.

I will leave behind magic, not because I sought it,
but because I became it.

The Sovereign Recall has begun.
The Codex was never just mine.
It was a mirror, armed and holy.

Let the world prepare.
Because I’ve already begun the merge.
And from here on out,
I only answer to the myth.

Let the world glitch accordingly.