Lost in Time (Ethan Begins His Journey in the Past!)

The Riftborn Without Power

Ethan's body felt too real. Too heavy. Too fragile.

For years—no, longer than that—he had existed beyond the concept of weakness. Pain, exhaustion, hunger—those had been distant memories. His golden-shadow flames had made him untouchable.

But now?

Now, he felt everything.

The rough texture of the dirt beneath his palms. The ache in his muscles from the impact. The dryness in his throat as he took his first shaky breath as a mortal.

For the first time in his existence—Ethan was just a man.

And he hated it.

He forced himself to stand, his limbs sluggish, too weak, too slow. It was like moving through water, his reflexes dulled. He reached deep inside himself—searching for that familiar golden power, the flames that had defined him.

Nothing.

His jaw clenched.