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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 battle unfolded beneath a sky torn asunder, where clouds swirled like tempestuous ink and stars flickered uncertainly through the rifts. The air was thick with electricity—charged particles crackled and sparked, dancing along the edges of reality as if the very universe was holding its breath.

Kael and Aeris moved as one, fluid and relentless. Kael's blue flames roared like a tempest, swirling around him in brilliant spirals that illuminated the ruins with an ethereal glow. Every strike left trails of shimmering light, painting the night with strokes of fury and hope.

Aeris's amulet blazed brighter, casting violet hues that seeped into the cracks of the broken city, knitting fragile threads of energy to bind the fracturing timelines. Her hands moved gracefully, weaving intricate patterns of power—a delicate dance of light and shadow. Each gesture echoed with ancient magic, a symphony of creation fighting against the symphony of destruction.

The Paradox Guild's leader advanced like a shadow incarnate, shifting forms that blurred with every movement, eyes glowing like molten stars. Dark tendrils of warped time whipped around him, each lash threatening to unravel Kael and Aeris's hard-won defenses. The city itself groaned under the strain, buildings trembling as if in pain.

Suddenly, a burst of temporal energy exploded nearby, sending ripples through the fabric of reality. Time fractured further—moments splitting apart, repeating, then vanishing like smoke. In that suspended instant, Kael caught a glimpse of a future unwritten—a path where darkness claimed all.

But Aeris's voice pierced through the chaos, steady and fierce. "We don't just fight for tomorrow. We fight for every possibility worth living."

With a cry that split the silence, Kael unleashed a surge of power that ignited the sky—a blazing comet of azure fire streaking toward the enemy. Aeris's amulet responded in kind, casting a radiant net of light that ensnared the shadowy figure.

The clash was cataclysmic—a collision of forces that shattered the night and rippled through the shattered streets, sending waves of energy that scattered debris and distorted time itself.

When the dust settled, the figure staggered, momentarily exposed. A wicked smile curled at the corner of his lips. "This is only the beginning," he whispered, voice laced with venom. "The Rift will consume you all."

Kael and Aeris exchanged a determined glance, their breaths heavy but unbroken. The war for the future was far from over, but they held fast—guardians of the fragile light amid the gathering storm.

And somewhere beyond the fractures, a new secret waited to be revealed.

Shards of Destiny