Once a mortal organ torn from a man who refused ignorance, this eye was steeped in the liquid mana at the heart of creation itself. In that moment, time broke its teeth on Magnificus’s will. The eye drank the past, inhaled the present, and swallowed every branching future whole.

Bound into a vessel of rune-scarred metal, the All-Seeing Eye does not predict fate—it remembers it, even before it happens. Those who bear it glimpse truths they were never meant to survive: victories already written, failures long decided, and the terrible knowledge that foresight does not grant mercy.

To wield the Eye is to stand where gods hesitate—omniscient, unblinking… and forever changed.