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 ruins were alive with an eerie silence, broken only by the distant crackle of shifting timelines. Kael and Aeris moved cautiously through the debris, their shadows stretching long beneath the fractured moonlight. Each step felt like walking on a razor's edge—one misstep, and the fragile balance of their world could collapse.

Suddenly, a cold wind swept past them, carrying faint whispers—voices from the past mingling with the present. Aeris's eyes narrowed as a group emerged from the swirling mist, figures cloaked in darkness, their faces hidden but eyes gleaming with wary calculation.

"Friends or foes?" Kael muttered, his hand instinctively reaching for his weapon. But Aeris raised a hand to halt him.

"We have no time for battles born of mistrust," she said firmly. "If we are to survive, we must unite—even if that means embracing the shadows we once fled."

The cloaked figures hesitated, then one stepped forward—a woman with piercing eyes and a scar tracing her cheek. "You want an alliance," she said coldly. "But alliances in this fractured world are fragile. Betrayal is just another shadow waiting to strike."

Kael's gaze hardened. "We've faced worse than shadows. If we fall apart now, there's nothing left for any of us."

The tension tightened like a drawn bowstring as the distant rumble of collapsing timelines echoed closer. Choices had to be made—trust forged or broken in the crucible of time's relentless storm.

In this moment, the fate of all hung suspended between fragile alliances and the ghosts of betrayals yet to come.

Fractured Alliances