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 cityscape around them twisted unnaturally, buildings bending like metal in a heatwave, the horizon bleeding colors that didn't belong—vivid purples, electric greens, and fiery reds melting into each other like a broken kaleidoscope. Time itself seemed to shatter, seconds stretching and snapping back in jagged bursts.

Aeris and Kael stood side by side, their breaths visible in the thickening air, charged with unstable energy. The rival's gaze flickered between them, cold yet calculating, shadows playing over her angular features.

"You think you can trust me?" she spat, voice sharp as shattered glass, yet undercut with desperation.

Kael's fingers clenched tighter, lightning crackling faintly at his fingertips. "Trust isn't given. It's earned," he said, eyes blazing with determination.

From the rubble, the Paradox Guild's minions emerged like phantoms—some translucent, others grotesquely solid, their forms flickering in and out of reality. Their eyes glowed with malice, hungry for the fractured timelines to consume.

Aeris tightened her grip on her blade, its radiant blue light pulsing in rhythm with her heartbeat. Every movement was a dance on the edge of chaos, stepping through pockets of warped reality where physics twisted and unraveled.

Suddenly, a massive shockwave tore through the battlefield—an explosion of raw temporal energy that sent debris flying in slow motion. The ground beneath them cracked open, revealing swirling vortices of shattered time pulling at their very souls.

The rival glanced at Aeris with a conflicted look — a fleeting vulnerability breaking through her hardened mask. "This isn't just about power. It's about survival… even if it means sacrifice."

Kael's eyes narrowed. "Then prove it."

As the Guild's forces closed in, the fragile alliance was put to the ultimate test — would they stand united or fracture forever under the weight of secrets and lies?

Fractured Alliances