Yun Xi's hands trembled as he stared at the shimmering shard in his palm—the Echo Core Fragment.
It pulsed like a heartbeat, not of the present, but of something older… and somehow still to come.
The system's interface flickered in front of his eyes, glitching slightly—something it had never done before.
> [Warning]
You have obtained a Class A Echo Core Fragment from a Harvester.
This fragment contains restricted temporal sequences.
Proceed with extreme caution. Parsing incomplete memory…
Yun Xi narrowed his eyes.
The Echo Core began to drift upward on its own, rotating slowly in the air. Then—without warning—it disassembled into light.
Images flared in rapid succession:
A burning city with no stars.
A woman weeping over a golden hourglass.
Himself—older, colder—reaching toward a shattered world, his eyes devoid of humanity.
Then, a phrase spoken by a voice he didn't recognize, but felt carved into his soul:
"The cost of defying fate is not death—it's erasure."
The light snapped out.
Yun Xi fell to his knees, gasping. That last vision… that version of himself—it wasn't an Echo. It was real. A potential future.
Or maybe… the original path?
The Echo beside him—still holding the form of the soldier—knelt too, visibly shaken.
"That fragment… It wasn't supposed to exist anymore," the Echo whispered. "Harvesters don't leave pieces. When they vanish, they take everything with them."
Yun Xi stood slowly, brushing the dust off his coat.
"That's what worries me."
He opened his status panel. A new trait had appeared:
> [Temporal Defiance: Rank F → ???]
You are no longer bound strictly to linear causality. Certain events will now shift based on your thoughts, choices… and regrets.
Warning: Entities beyond time are now aware of you.
He laughed bitterly. "Of course they are."
And then, as if summoned by his growing unease, his communicator buzzed. Not the system one. His actual, physical device—connected to the few friends still alive in his fractured world.
The caller ID sent a chill down his spine.
Yue Lan.
He hadn't seen or heard from her in this life yet.
In the last timeline, she was the girl who once followed him everywhere—bright-eyed, talented, unshakably loyal. She vanished after the third collapse. Everyone assumed she'd died.
He accepted the call.
"Yun Xi," her voice came through ragged, breathless. "They've found me. I don't know how but—they're not just Harvesters anymore. Something else is coming."
His blood ran cold.
"Where are you?"
"Sector Twelve. South edge. I tried hiding in the echo zone but—"
The line cut. Not static.
Silence.
The same silence the Harvester brought.
Without hesitating, Yun Xi turned.
"Let's go," he said to the Echo. "If she's still alive, I'll reach her. If not… I'll tear apart whatever left that fragment."
For the first time, the Echo didn't protest.
And somewhere in the void between timelines, something stirred.