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The Astralis Express is no ordinary interstellar train. Unlike the Astral Express that follows the Path of Trailblaze, the Astralis journeys through the Fractured Cosmos—a realm of forgotten worlds, paradoxical timelines, and rewritten histories. Its mission? To navigate the cosmic anomalies left behind by an unknown Aeon… one that the others refuse to acknowledge.

Caelum Veyne, a former scholar erased from existence, should not be alive. The moment he touched the Codex Paradox, reality itself began to unravel—his past shifting, his future uncertain. People forget him. Memories rewrite themselves. And sometimes, in the reflections of glass, he sees a version of himself that doesn’t belong.

His only clue is a name: Lyra Aetheris. A girl who appears in visions of futures that never happened. A girl who whispers the same warning each time:

“Don’t trust the stars.”

But when Lyra suddenly appears aboard the Astralis Express—real, breathing, and undeniably present—Caelum realizes his fate is spiraling beyond his control. Together with the enigmatic crew, he must uncover the truth behind the Weaver, the cosmic force that maintains the fabric of destiny… and hunts down those who dare to alter it.

The deeper they travel into the Fractured Cosmos, the more they unravel a terrifying truth:

The universe is being rewritten. Entire civilizations vanish as if they never existed. And Caelum? He may be next.

Starlit Odyssey

The moment Caelum saw her, he knew something was wrong.

The Codex Paradox had shown him countless versions of Lyra Aetheris—always distant, always disappearing before he could reach her. She was a ghost of possibility, a fleeting vision never meant to manifest.

But now, standing just beyond the threshold of his cabin, she was real.

The same silver hair. The same knowing gaze. But unlike in the Codex's fractured pages, she wasn't whispering warnings. She wasn't fading.

Caelum's fingers tightened around the Codex.

Her eyes flickered with recognition, but she didn't reply. Instead, she tilted her head slightly, studying him with an unreadable expression—like someone searching for something that wasn't there.

A sharp exhale drew Caelum's attention. Vera Noctis, the Astralis Express's conductor, was still standing in the doorway, arms crossed. Unlike Lyra, Vera's expression was all too readable: suspicion.

"You know her?" Vera asked, her voice level but edged with wariness.

Caelum didn't answer immediately. He knew that anything he said would be a half-truth at best. How could he explain that he had seen Lyra hundreds of times in rewritten timelines, yet had never met her?

"She's…" He hesitated. "…someone I've been looking for."

Vera's gaze sharpened. "That's not an answer."

Before Vera could press further, Lyra finally spoke.

"Caelum Veyne." Her voice was quiet, but it carried weight—like she had spoken his name many times before. "You weren't supposed to find me yet."

In every other version of reality, she had always warned him. Don't trust the stars. Always those words.

"What do you mean?" he asked, stepping forward.

A low, reverberating hum shook the entire corridor. The lanterns overhead flickered wildly, casting shifting shadows against the walls. Through the windows, the stars outside distorted, bending into spirals that should not exist.

Vera swore under her breath. "Damn it. Another one?" She turned sharply to Caelum. "We don't have time for this. Get her to the Observation Deck. Now."

Caelum barely had time to process the order before another tremor rocked the train. The floor beneath them stretched, distorting like liquid before snapping back into place.

A Weave Disruption. Reality was shifting again.

But this time, it wasn't erasing something.

It was bringing something through.

Caelum's instincts screamed. He turned to Lyra, reaching for her—

A black void tore through the corridor, splitting reality itself apart. From its depths, something emerged—a shape that did not belong, a presence that sent ice through Caelum's veins.

Chapter 1 – The Girl Who Shouldn’t Exist