AVANTIKA

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What if the future you're trying to save… is built on a lie?

Time fractured without warning. Entire cities vanished, people forgotten, and memories rewritten. In the ruins of what was, three strangers awaken with scattered pasts—and only one truth binding them: they were never supposed to meet.

Aeris—worshipped as a savior, hated as a destroyer. Her past is erased, but her face haunts the ruins.
Kael—a fighter shaped by guilt, pursued by reflections of himself he doesn’t recognize.
Dray—the boy with no timeline, stitched from shadows, hunted by a voice only he can hear.

Together, they are pulled into a collapsing realm where time is currency, memories are weapons, and truth is the most dangerous enemy. Every step forward reveals twisted versions of themselves—each more monstrous than the last. Every choice risks unraveling the world further.

But as they inch closer to the heart of the paradox, a chilling revelation awaits:
The greatest betrayal wasn’t by the enemy. It was by one of them.

And in the end, to fix time…
someone must be erased.

Welcome to the edge of reality, where suspense burns through every page, and the only escape… is through the fire.

ashes of tomorrow

Blackness wrapped around Kael and Aeris like a suffocating shroud, cold and infinite. Time itself seemed to collapse, a slow-motion fall into oblivion where every heartbeat stretched into eternity.

But amid the crushing silence, a faint pulse stirred—a fragile thread of light weaving through the darkness.

Kael's fingers tightened around Aeris's, grounding them both. "We're not lost. Not yet."

Her eyes, fierce despite the shadows under them, glowed with unwavering determination. "Then let's rewrite the end."

Around them, fractured memories fractured again—flashes of a world they once knew: laughter, whispered promises, the warmth of a touch that defied fate.

Suddenly, a jagged crack tore through the void—a gateway blazing with raw energy, bleeding shards of forgotten timelines.

From its depths emerged a figure, cloaked in flickering light, face obscured but power unmistakable.

"The Architect," Kael breathed, dread curling in his chest. "Not just a force, but a reckoning."

Aeris stepped forward, light coalescing around her like a radiant armor. "You won't erase what we've built. Not our choices, not our love."

The Architect's voice rippled like ice. "Love is chaos. I offer order. Surrender, and I will spare this fractured existence."

Kael's voice thundered back, unwavering. "Order without freedom is tyranny. We choose chaos. We choose each other."

With a roar that shook the very foundation of the Rift, Kael and Aeris surged forward—light and shadow colliding, a battle not just for time, but for the soul of reality itself.

As the Rift cracked beneath them, the future hung by a thread—fragile, unpredictable, and entirely theirs to command.

The Edge of Everything