Long before the flood, the world had already begun to turn. Genesis offers only fragments: giants upon the earth, men of renown rising to power, a silence where history should have been. What it does not record is how that world was taken, how authority slipped from the Creator into the hands of those who would reshape it. The Antediluvian Saga enters that silence. Between Adam and Noah, empires rose under the shadow of the giants, kingdoms built not on truth, but on control, fear, and the careful erasure of what came before. Kenan was never meant to stand against them. A descendant of Adam, he has lived as any other man until the day he crosses into a hidden dominion and is marked for what he carries within him. Not a weapon. Not a crown. A memory. The echo of a Voice that once walked with mankind, and a truth the rulers of this world have long labored to bury. Now, with the men of renown closing in and the reach of their power stretching across the earth, Kenan is driven into a relentless flight. Survival is no longer enough. What he carries must endure. Because power does not fear strength. It fears remembrance!
