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

The air was thick with the scent of ozone and burnt memories. Around them, the remnants of shattered timelines shimmered like ghosts, flickering in and out of existence—lost echoes of what could have been.

Kael's breath came in ragged gasps as he leaned against a fractured pillar of time, his body bruised but his spirit unyielding. Aeris knelt beside him, her hands glowing faintly, weaving threads of healing light into the wounds that marred his skin.

Their eyes met—an unspoken confession swirling between them, fragile as the broken world around them.

"I thought… I could protect you," Kael murmured, voice thick with regret. "But every choice feels like it's tearing us apart."

Aeris's fingers lingered on his cheek, warm and steady. "We're fractured, yes. But not broken. Not yet."

Behind them, the battlefield roared with renewed chaos. Vaelen's laughter echoed, sharp and cold—a reminder that the war was far from over.

Kael's gaze hardened. "No more running. No more hiding in the shadows of what once was. If we fall… we fall together."

She smiled, a spark of defiance lighting her eyes. "Then let's make sure our fall shakes the foundations of fate itself."

As the fractured threads of time twisted wildly around them, the lovers stood—scarred but resolute—ready to face the storm that threatened to consume everything.

The heart of the Rift pulsed beneath their feet, a dangerous rhythm echoing the fracture growing within.

Can love mend what time has torn asunder? Or will the fractures of their hearts be the final blow?

Fractures of the Heart