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 remnants of twilight bled into the horizon as Aeris and Kael stepped cautiously through the crumbling streets below. The city was no longer the familiar place they once knew — buildings leaned precariously, glass shattered in silent cascades, and eerie shadows flickered at the edges of their vision.

Around them, fragments of alternate realities bled through the cracks — a streetlamp flickered between modern steel and ancient iron; a café's neon sign morphed into a flickering candle. The timelines weren't just colliding; they were merging, threatening to erase everything.

"Look," Kael hissed, pointing toward a gathering of figures cloaked in dark robes, their faces hidden beneath deep hoods. The emblem on their chests — a broken hourglass — glowed faintly red. The Paradox Guild.

"They're here," Aeris whispered, tightening her grip on the glowing pendant that pulsed against her chest. "But something's off. They're not attacking… not yet."

From the shadows stepped a woman, her eyes sharp and calculating — a mirror of Aeris in many ways, but cold, ruthless. "Aeris," she said smoothly, her voice like ice. "You don't have to fight anymore. Join us. The future we build will be stronger — together."

Aeris's heart thundered. This was an echo from a fractured timeline — a rival version of herself twisted by ambition and despair.

Kael's fingers crackled with electric energy. "Don't trust her," he warned, eyes narrowing. "She's playing you."

But the woman smiled, steps deliberate and slow. "Is she?" she challenged, her voice dropping to a whisper. "You think your bond can save you? This world isn't as simple as you believe. Allies become enemies, enemies become allies. Everything is in flux."

The tension thickened as Aeris's mind raced — could she risk trusting this dangerous reflection of herself? Could she gamble on fragile alliances amid the chaos?

Behind them, the city trembled once more. The timelines fractured wider, and the Paradox Guild's power grew.

In that moment, the line between friend and foe blurred beyond recognition.

Fractured Alliances