PrologueBefore the cities rose and the sky became a canvas of neon and light, there was the Hum.It was not a sound, but a whisper in the very fabric of the world, a forgotten frequency. The Hum was meant to be a song of balance, a silent code that held all things in their proper place—the rhythm of the tides, the slow turn of the planets, the predictable flicker of a star.But every code has a weakness. Every song has a counter-melody.The Bell was designed to be the guardian of that code. It was crafted from starlight and fractured glass,