Alternate Insight: Fractured lineage
In the beginning, there was perfection—until there wasn’t. A single act shattered the design, and from that break, two lineages emerged: one, untouched and exalted, shaped in the image of divine intention; the other, flawed, burdened with the weight of its first mistake. Adam, preserved. Eve, discarded. One built a world of dominion, the other watched her children drown in ruin.
Cain was neither and both, a relic of the rupture. He walked through the ages, a witness to folly and a hand of reckoning. Empires rose, gods were declared, mortals warred over fleeting claims to eternity. He struck down the proud, unwrote the names of the unworthy, and yet—the cycle never ended. The same sins, the same arrogance, repeating like breath, like hunger, like need.
And above it all, the Architect watched, unmoved. Not cruel. Not kind. Simply present, as creation spun on, swallowing itself, an ouroboros of divine amusement.
