Animemastermind

In a fractured world where time twists and forgotten powers stir, Yeo, an ordinary youth from a forgotten village, stumbles upon a mysterious Fragment—a shard of a lost reality. With it, he unlocks terrifying visions, memories that aren’t his, and power no mortal should possess.

Hunted by ruthless warlords, ancient orders, and shadowy reflections of himself called Remnants, Yeo is drawn into a war far greater than he imagined—a war not of kingdoms, but of timelines. Each Fragment he gathers brings strength... and madness, pulling him closer to the truth of the Aeon Core, a mythic force said to have destroyed entire worlds.

But Yeo is not the chosen one. He is one of many—countless versions of himself scattered across broken realities. Some rose as saviors. Most fell as tyrants. And one... became something worse.

As the multiverse begins to collapse under the weight of forgotten timelines and corrupted echoes, Yeo must face not just enemies—but himself. For the final battle is not about who wins—but who survives being remembered.

I Was Rejected by the Gods, So I Hacked Their System

The forest they entered was unlike any Yeo had seen—its trees pulsed faintly with light, and the shadows moved even when the wind stood still.

They followed the glowing runes now etched in the Chronicle of Ash. Kael's final words haunted Yeo: "Find the Mirror of Origin."

Leiran walked beside him, unusually quiet. The encounter with Kael had shaken even her.

"I don't like this place," she whispered. "It feels like… something's watching us."

"It is," said a voice from nowhere.

Yeo and Leiran drew their weapons instantly. The air shimmered, and from it stepped a being cloaked in flowing robes of black mist, its face hidden behind an obsidian mask.

"I am called Aelreth, the Watcher," it said. "Guardian of the Mirror. No one approaches it without being seen."

Yeo kept his stance firm. "Then you know why we're here."

"I know why he sent you," Aelreth replied. "Kael. The Fractured One."

The name echoed with disdain. Aelreth turned slowly and gestured toward the path. "Follow me, but know this: the Mirror does not show truth—it shows possibility. And possibility is a burden."

As they walked, Aelreth explained that the Mirror was a relic of the first Aeon War, used by the gods to choose champions. But it had a cost—those who looked too deeply often shattered under the weight of who they could have been.

Finally, they arrived at a clearing where time itself seemed to bend. A glass-like structure floated above a pool of still light, endless in depth.

"The Mirror of Origin," Aelreth said. "Place your hand upon it, and it will reflect the path not yet chosen."

Yeo stepped forward. The Chronicle glowed in response.

As his fingers touched the Mirror, a wave of force knocked Leiran back—and Yeo was pulled in.

He opened his eyes in a world not his own.

Buildings were reduced to ash. Statues of him—of Kael—stood shattered. In the distance, a figure stood atop a throne of bone.

It was him, older, crueler, crowned in flames.

"Welcome, me," the figure said. "Let me show you what happens when you choose power… over people."

Chapter 24: The One Who Watches