Peace_in_Chaos

Thirteen words. 

"The Author has decided to discontinue this story. We apologize for the inconvenience."

That's all it takes to shatter the world of "Aetheric Chronicles"—the year's most acclaimed fantasy webnovel. For thousands of readers, it's heartbreak. For the mysterious masked figure in the final chapter, it's an unfinished destiny. But for Alex, the story's most passionate fan, it's nothing short of betrayal. 

Then comes the message: "If you truly wish to know the rest of the story..."

One mysterious message.

And one simple reply. 

That's all it takes for Alex's world to turn upside down. Now, he's about to discover that some stories refuse to end, even when their authors abandon them. And sometimes, the most passionate readers must become part of the tale they love.

In a world where prophecies fail, characters rebel, and plotlines unravel, being the "strongest reader" might not be enough.

After all, what happens when an unfinished story decides to write itself?

"Some stories choose their readers. Others consume them."

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Warning: This story contains descriptions of violence, gore, and the depiction of intense emotional trauma. Reader discretion is advised. All events and characters are products of the author’s imagination.

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Aetheric Chronicles: Reborn As An Extra

Alex's boots pounded against the cobblestone street, weaving effortlessly through the panicked crowd. His hood stayed low as he moved, his mind racing even faster than his feet.

The faint distortions left in the air by the kidnapper were his only guide—afterimages, like ripples on a disturbed pond.

'That movement... it's not pure speed. They're blinking—leaping through space,' he thought. His sharp eyes tracked each distortion, calculating the intervals. Each jump was precise, deliberate, following an unpredictable zigzag pattern.

Alex's jaw clenched. Despite the seemingly chaotic path, there was a familiarity to it—a rhythm that tickled the edges of his memory.

And then, like a slap to the face, he remembered Isabella.

Her expression right before she vanished flashed vividly in his mind: the initial shock of being grabbed, the flicker of suspicion... and then, unmistakably, joy and relief.

Till Next Time