Rebirth in the Shattered Real

In the twilight of the mortal world, shadows clung to the crumbling buildings like leeches, draining color and life from the once vibrant city of Verell. Amidst the ruins, a young man lay dying, blood seeping from a wound too deep to heal. His vision blurred, the sound of distant sirens fading. He didn’t fear death, for life had been nothing but a relentless grind—a series of disappointments and heartbreaks. His name was Arin, and he had long stopped believing in miracles.



Yet, as his breath hitched for the final time, the darkness around him shimmered.



A voice, ancient and soothing, whispered through the void.



“Do you seek another chance?”



With nothing to lose, Arin reached out, and the world around him shattered.