The Shadow Beyond Time
The Temporal Nexus was silent.
For the first time in what felt like eternity, no alarms blared, no fractures appeared, and the fabric of reality remained intact.
Elara, Selene, and Veylan stood before the timeline's display, watching the now-stable history unfold in real-time.
"So… it's over?" Veylan asked, his tone uncertain.
Chronos responded, his voice calm yet tinged with something… off.
"Negative. An anomaly remains."
The screen flickered.
A distortion pulsed at the very edge of time—a point not recorded in any historical archives, not part of any known past or future.
Elara's brow furrowed.
"That wasn't there before."
Selene's fingers danced across the console, scanning the anomaly. Her eyes widened.
"It's not just an unknown event."
She looked up.
"It's a world that shouldn't exist."
The Arrival of the Unwritten
Before they could react, the Temporal Nexus shook violently.
The display shattered into static, and a low hum resonated through the walls—something alien, something new.
Chronos' voice glitched.
"WARNING: TEMPORAL BREACH DETECTED."
Then, the lights went out.
For a brief moment, there was only silence.
Then, a whisper.
Not from Chronos.
Not from anyone in the room.
A voice that seemed to come from… beyond.
"You have rewritten history. Now, it rewrites you."
Elara's breath caught.
Before she could respond, the Nexus collapsed around them.
And in the blink of an eye—
They were somewhere else.
A New World – The Forgotten Era
Elara gasped, her body hitting cold, metallic ground.
She blinked.
The Temporal Nexus was gone.
Instead, she found herself standing in a massive cityscape, its towering structures twisting in impossible angles, as if designed by a mind that had never known logic or physics.
A city that didn't belong to any era, past or future.
Selene groaned beside her.
Veylan struggled to stand.
The sky above them was black, but not empty—it moved. Shapes shifted within the void, watching, waiting.
A world outside of time.
A world that shouldn't exist.
A world of the Unwritten.
The Hunt Begins
Elara clenched her fists.
"We need to find out what this place is."
Veylan scanned the area.
"I don't think we're alone."
Figures emerged from the shadows—not human, not machine, but something in between.
Creatures of erased history, beings from forgotten timelines, prisoners of time's rejection.
And at their center, a lone figure stood watching them.
Tall. Cloaked.
And when it spoke, its voice was the same whisper they had heard in the Nexus.
"Welcome to the world outside of history."
It raised its hand.
"Welcome to your final story."