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 fractured sky above was a tumultuous swirl of iridescent colors — violet bleeding into molten gold, streaks of electric blue zigzagging like furious lightning bolts. It was as if the heavens themselves were unraveling, their once-solid fabric now a tapestry fraying at every edge.

Kael and Aeris stood amidst this surreal tempest, the ground beneath them a mosaic of shifting platforms, suspended like shattered glass in a void that stretched infinitely. Each step echoed with a hollow clang, as if they were walking on the skeleton of the world itself.

Aeris's hair whipped wildly around her face, strands of silver catching the chaotic light. Her eyes, fierce and luminous, scanned the horizon where ripples of past memories danced like specters—glimpses of lives that might have been, fractured and incomplete.

Kael's grip tightened on his sword, its blade shimmering with an ethereal glow, humming with the energy of countless timelines converging. "We can't let the Rift consume us," he growled, voice steady despite the storm.

Suddenly, from the swirling maelstrom emerged figures—shadows of those once dear and lost: a younger version of Aeris, eyes wide with fear; a broken Dray, bound by chains of regret; even Vaelen, his mask cracked, revealing a glimpse of vulnerability beneath.

The spectral forms reached out, their voices fragmented whispers carried by the wind. "Remember... us... or lose yourself," they pleaded, their faces flickering like fading stars.

Aeris staggered, the echoes clawing at her mind, threatening to pull her into a vortex of doubt. Kael's hand shot out, catching her by the wrist. "Hold on," he urged, grounding her with the warmth of his touch.

With a breath, Aeris closed her eyes, summoning every ounce of will. She reached deep within, weaving threads of light that knitted the broken fragments together, binding past and present, fear and hope.

The air shimmered, and for a fleeting moment, the storm stilled.

Kael met her gaze, a fierce promise burning between them. "Together, we'll mend this."

But beneath the calm, a new fracture cracked open—a dark silhouette, watching, waiting.

In the heart of chaos, old wounds reopen and new alliances are forged. Will their bond withstand the fractures of time, or will they be torn apart forever?

Fractured Bonds