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Alex Carter was just an ordinary 17-year-old—until the night everything changed. After a chance encounter in a dark alley, he discovers an impossible power: the ability to manipulate time. But with great power comes deadly consequences.

When a dangerous criminal organization known as The Shadow Syndicate learns of Alex’s abilities, they send their most lethal enforcers after him. Pyre, a mercenary with fire-based powers. Echo, a master of sonic destruction. Nightmare, a psychic who can turn his victims’ worst fears into reality. And at the top of it all—Zero, the ruthless leader who possesses the ability to erase anything from existence.

With his world spiraling out of control, Alex must train alongside unexpected allies: Evelyn, a genius hacker with telekinesis, and Marcus, a street brawler with superhuman strength. Together, they uncover a plot that threatens to rewrite reality itself.

As the battles grow fiercer and the stakes higher, Alex realizes his powers may be the key to stopping Zero—but using them comes at a cost. With time running out, he must master his abilities, face his greatest fears, and make an impossible choice.

Because if he fails, time itself may shatter… and the world will fall with it.

Timelock

Alex Carter never thought his life would change in an instant. One moment, he was just another 17-year-old, walking home from school, headphones in, lost in his own world. The next, he was fighting for his life in a dark alley, facing something no normal human should ever experience.

The air was cold that night, sharp against his skin. He took a shortcut through a backstreet near his apartment—a decision he would regret forever.

Alex turned the corner and stopped.

Three men stood in the alley, surrounding someone—a fourth figure, a smaller one. A kid.

The kid was curled up against the wall, hands raised in defense, his face bruised. The tallest man grabbed the kid by his hoodie and slammed him against the bricks.

"Didn't we warn you, huh?" the man growled. "No one steals from us!"

Alex's heart pounded. His instincts screamed: Walk away. Don't get involved.

But his feet moved before he could stop them.

"Hey!" Alex shouted. "Leave him alone!"

The leader—a man with a scar running down his cheek—grinned. "Oh? Looks like we got a hero here, boys."

Alex swallowed. His body tensed, every nerve screaming at him to run.

Scarface stepped forward, cracking his knuckles. "You should've minded your own business, kid."

Alex barely had time to react. A fist came at his face—fast, brutal. He flinched, expecting pain.

Everything stopped.

The world around him froze. The air turned thick, like he was moving through water. The streetlights hummed, their glow stretching unnaturally. The fist was inches from his face, hanging in midair.

He turned his head, his movements slow and sluggish. The three men stood like statues, their expressions locked in place. Even the kid, still against the wall, had stopped mid-flinch.

It was as if the universe had pressed pause.

His heart pounded in his ears. Panic surged in his chest. He stumbled backward, and suddenly—

Time snapped back.

Scarface's fist kept moving—but Alex was no longer there. The man punched nothing but air, stumbling forward in confusion.

Alex gasped. His chest was tight, his vision blurred. What just happened? Had he imagined it?

Scarface recovered and snarled. "You think this is funny?" He lunged again.

This time, Alex moved. Faster than he thought possible, he ducked, his body reacting on instinct. The thug's punch missed by inches.

Alex barely had time to process before another attacker came at him. He turned—without thinking—and the world slowed again.

The second thug's movements dragged, like he was trapped in molasses.

Alex saw an opening. His body moved on its own. He stepped aside, grabbed the man's arm, and twisted. When time resumed, the thug crashed into the ground with a grunt.

I just dodged two attacks… like it was nothing.

His breath came in quick, uneven gasps. His hands trembled.

The kid—forgotten by the gang—took his chance and sprinted away.

Scarface cursed. "Screw this!" He backed away, grabbing his fallen friend. "This ain't over, kid!"

Alex didn't chase them. He barely felt his legs anymore. His body buzzed with energy, his mind racing.

He looked down at his hands. They felt… different. Powerful.

Something inside him had woken up.

TIMELOCK