The Narrator stands as a solitary figure, draped in the shroud of omnipotence bestowed upon him by the very act of narration. His presence commands attention, his voice a symphony of authority that shapes the fabric of existence itself. With each word that escapes his lips, worlds are born and destinies forged. Yet, behind the veil of his power lies a weighty burden, for every utterance carries the weight of consequence, every tale spun binds reality tighter to his whim. He is the weaver of tale