Chasing Veylan Across Time

Temporal Nexus – Unknown Location

The air crackled with unstable energy. Elara and Selene stood inside the Temporal Nexus, a hidden base within the folds of time itself. It was the only place untouched by history's flow, a sanctuary where those who understood the timeline's fragility gathered.

Massive screens flickered along the walls, displaying ripple effects caused by the recent mission. The Fall of Constantinople had been restored, but the damage left by Veylan's interference was far from over.

Selene studied the data projections, her multiverse-scanning visor showing fragmented echoes of alternate timelines.

"He's already on the move."

Elara tightened her grip on the Chrono-Device on her wrist.

"Where did he go?"

Selene exhaled, eyes narrowing.

"Somewhere deep. A timeline we've never seen before."

Elara's stomach tightened.

If Veylan had fled to an unknown point in history, that meant one thing.

He had access to a hidden era, one that had been erased or forgotten.

And that made him more dangerous than ever.

Tracking the Unseen Era

Selene activated a temporal breach scanner, tracing Veylan's residual time signature. A holographic trail flickered into view, showing flashes of events that shouldn't exist:

A burning city, but its architecture wasn't from any known civilization.

A colossal machine buried beneath an ancient desert.

A council of cloaked figures standing beneath a darkened sun.

Elara felt her pulse quicken.

"None of these places exist in recorded history."

Selene's voice was tight.

"They do now."

Veylan hadn't just fled—he was activating hidden points in time, places that had been erased or concealed from history.

And if he controlled them…

He could rewrite everything.

A Leap Into the Unknown

The scanner locked onto a single location.

Timestamp: 3120 BCE.

Coordinates: Mesopotamian Exclusion Zone.

Elara's brow furrowed.

"Mesopotamia? That's… impossible. Civilization hadn't even properly started yet."

Selene nodded grimly.

"Exactly. If something powerful existed back then and was erased, it means someone wanted to hide it."

Elara clenched her fists.

"And now Veylan is bringing it back."

There was no time to lose.

With a nod, they both stepped into the Chrono-Gate, vanishing into the depths of forgotten history.

3120 BCE – The Lost City of Ur-Nythis

The moment they arrived, Elara knew something was wrong.

The air was thick with energy that shouldn't exist in this time period. The desert stretched endlessly, but in the distance, a massive obsidian citadel rose from the sands.

This was not normal Mesopotamia.

This was something else.

Selene scanned the surroundings, eyes widening.

"This city wasn't supposed to be here. It's like—"

Before she could finish, a shockwave rippled through the air.

From the citadel, a massive pulse of light erupted, distorting reality itself.

The sky rippled, and for a moment, Elara saw flashes of different versions of history:

The Egyptian pyramids hovering in mid-air.

The Roman Empire with advanced technology.

A version of World War II where the sky was filled with energy-driven warships.

Veylan wasn't just hiding here.

He was unlocking hidden history.

Infiltrating the Forgotten Citadel

Elara and Selene moved swiftly, navigating the ancient ruins as reality itself shifted around them.

The closer they got to the citadel, the more unnatural the world became. Structures that looked Mesopotamian were infused with technology that didn't belong here—glowing conduits, floating platforms, energy-based barriers.

Veylan had already begun his work.

Guards patrolled the entrances—figures not entirely human. They looked like ancient warriors, but their eyes glowed with the same eerie blue energy that had powered the Fractured Byzantium's soldiers.

Selene whispered, "He's using the same augmentation technology. He's turning history's forgotten figures into his own private army."

Elara gritted her teeth.

"Then we take them down."

The Assault Begins

With precise, coordinated strikes, they moved through the citadel.

Elara took down a guard with a silenced energy blade, while Selene disabled a security node, ensuring their infiltration remained undetected.

But the deeper they went, the stranger things became.

Hieroglyphs lined the walls, depicting events that should not have happened.

A scene showing Alexander the Great holding a weapon that looked suspiciously futuristic.

An engraving of Leonardo da Vinci standing in front of a massive celestial machine.

A depiction of a war between ancient civilizations wielding technology that surpassed the 21st century.

Selene's voice was barely above a whisper.

"This isn't just about rewriting history. This is about bringing back something… buried."

Elara exhaled sharply.

"Then we need to stop him before he unlocks whatever's hidden here."

Confronting Veylan

At the heart of the citadel, Veylan stood before a massive temporal device, its core pulsing with raw, ancient energy.

The Forgotten Timeline was being restored before their eyes.

Veylan turned as they approached, a slow smile spreading across his face.

"You're too late."

He gestured to the device, its mechanisms whirring as time itself trembled.

"Do you know what this is?" he asked. "The first machine. The original device that shaped the fate of all civilization."

Selene's eyes widened.

"That's impossible. No civilization had this kind of technology in 3120 BCE."

Veylan's smile deepened.

"Exactly. Because they were erased. Someone didn't want this history to exist."

He stepped forward.

"But I do. And once I reactivate it, everything changes."

Elara raised her weapon.

"We're stopping this now."

Veylan chuckled.

"You don't understand. This machine isn't just a tool—it's alive. And it remembers."

With a flick of his wrist, the entire citadel trembled.

A portal tore open behind him, revealing a city unlike any Elara had ever seen—floating structures, cascading waterfalls suspended in mid-air, figures clad in impossible armor.

Selene's voice cracked.

"That's not a timeline we recognize."

Veylan nodded.

"Because it was never allowed to exist. But now? Now it will."

He stepped toward the portal.

Elara didn't hesitate.

She fired.

The shot struck Veylan's shoulder, sending him staggering.

But before they could capture him, he threw himself into the portal.

The machine surged, energy crackling around it as the portal began to destabilize.

Selene shouted, "We have to shut this down before the entire timeline collapses!"

Elara sprinted to the control panel, bypassing ancient mechanisms fused with future technology.

She had seconds before the portal consumed everything.

With a final override, she disabled the machine.

The portal collapsed in on itself, sucking in the remnants of the fractured history before disappearing entirely.

The citadel shuddered, its power drained.

They had stopped Veylan's plan.

But he was still out there.

And now, he had access to a lost civilization that never should have existed.

The Next Pursuit

As they escaped the crumbling ruins, Selene turned to Elara.

"He's more dangerous than we thought."

Elara nodded.

"And he just found something that history erased."

They had stopped the Fractured Byzantium.

They had erased the Forgotten City.

But now, they had to hunt Veylan through time itself.

Because if he unlocked the right moment in history, he wouldn't just rewrite the past.

He would rewrite reality itself.

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