As the Tree's energies began to animate and Adam spoke those fragmented words, Chronos felt a rush of empathy.
The profoundness of the experience was overwhelming.
It was akin to witnessing the desperate cries of a being that had been silenced for eons, now trying to find its voice, its song, through the only conduit available.
The weight of the history, the lost narratives, and the sheer loneliness of the tree resonated in every word that Adam relayed.
And Chronos, with his heightened state, felt every nuance of it.
He felt a yearning, not just to understand, but to assist, to be a part of the solution, to bridge the gap that had formed over countless millennia.
In this heightened state, Chronos felt a fierce compulsion—not just to comprehend, but to intervene, to mend the chasm that history had chiseled.
"The gateway... to the true essence... I once bridged worlds,"
Adam's voice trembled with age-old sorrow.
