—A book shouldn’t know you better than you know yourself. It shouldn’t hold your secrets, your regrets, your darkest truths… but then again, nothing about Xander Angel’s life makes sense anymore.Enter: Multa Facies—or, loosely translated from Latin, “Many Faces.”
This isn’t your garden-variety cursed book from the dusty old library. No, this thing found Xander. On a rainy street corner. Waiting. Just for him.Its pages hold impossible things: – Historical figures rewritten as heroes and villains.-
Stories that blend myth and memory in ways too personal to ignore.- Names from Xander’s life, etched alongside legends, myths, and whispers from worlds he doesn’t yet know exist.
But here’s the real kicker: Multa Facies was delivered by a shadow named The Gentleman, who might not even fully understand why Xander is important—only that he is. Because this isn’t about destiny. It’s about desperation. Xander isn’t chosen because he’s the hero they wanted; he’s the only chance they have left.Writing this was like piecing together fragments of a dream you can’t quite recall upon waking. It’s messy, personal, and it feels strangely true.
The book knows something.Something about Xander. Something about us.
And the scariest part? The answers it holds might cost far more than he’s willing to pay.—
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Xander’s world splinters. Literally. And there’s no turning back now.—
Drop a comment: Tell me—what’s your favorite mysterious artifact or book from fiction? One ring to rule them all, a diary that talks back, a puzzle box you should not open? Give me your best and creepiest.—?