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 sanctuary's fragile peace shattered with the distant roar of engines—metallic and relentless—cutting through the dawn's soft chorus. Kael's eyes snapped open, sharp and alert. Aeris's silver light flickered, casting trembling shadows on the cracked walls as she moved swiftly toward the narrow window.

Outside, the horizon burned with a strange, unnatural glow. Dark shapes sliced through the mist, swift and ominous—agents of the Paradox Guild, their approach as inevitable as the ticking of a clock counting down to oblivion.

Kael's hand found Aeris's, their fingers intertwining, grounding each other against the storm gathering beyond the walls. The air between them pulsed with unspoken fears and fierce determination, a dance of fragile hope amid encroaching darkness.

"This isn't just a raid," Kael whispered, his voice barely audible but heavy with warning. "They're coming for more than answers. They want to unravel everything — the timelines, us, the future."

Aeris's eyes narrowed, the silver glow intensifying as the threads of time hummed around her like living strands. She took a slow breath, centering herself in the eye of the coming chaos. "Then we'll be ready. Together."

As the first silhouettes crossed the ruined courtyard, the sanctuary's ancient walls seemed to hold their breath. Every second stretched taut—every heartbeat a drumbeat in the symphony of fate.

Outside, the wind carried the scent of smoke and earth, the promise of a battle that would decide not just survival, but the very meaning of destiny.

Kael and Aeris stood side by side, shadows in the dawn, ready to face whatever shattered future awaited them.

Threads of Fate