A Riftborn in Ancient Times

The Struggle of Ancient Fashion (Ethan vs. Clothes – A Battle for Dignity)

Ethan Cross had rewritten existence itself. He had denied fate, punched out gods, and stood at the peak of creation.

But none of that prepared him for the soul-crushing experience of ancient fashion.

Inside the tailor's shop—a **tiny, dimly lit wooden structure filled with musty cloth and suspiciously creaky floors—**Ethan stood like a prisoner waiting for execution.

The elderly tailor, a wrinkled old man with a permanent scowl, poked at Ethan's shirt like it had personally offended him.

"This fabric…" The old man clicked his tongue. "It is like nothing I have ever seen."

Ethan crossed his arms. "That's because it's from the future. Ever heard of jeans?"

The old man squinted. "…Gene?"

Ethan sighed. "Never mind."