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 sky above the Nexus was a violent tempest of swirling colors — deep purples bleeding into incandescent oranges, punctuated by jagged streaks of electric blue lightning that danced across fractured clouds like restless serpents. The air crackled with raw, unstable energy, making every breath feel thick and charged with impending doom.

Kael stood on a jagged precipice of shattered stone, the remnants of reality itself crumbling beneath his feet. The Rift yawned wide before him — a yawning chasm of infinite depths, flickering with the ghosts of countless forgotten timelines.

Behind him, Aeris's silhouette glowed with radiant light, her presence a stark contrast to the chaotic void that threatened to consume everything.

"This is it," Aeris's voice rang out, steady yet heavy with the weight of countless battles fought and lost. "The Shattered Nexus — the heart of the Rift's unraveling. If we fail here, all timelines collapse into oblivion."

Kael nodded, his eyes scanning the horizon where fragments of reality swirled like leaves caught in a cosmic storm. His fingers clenched tightly around the hilt of his blade, which hummed with an ethereal energy — a fusion of time-woven steel and raw potential.

Suddenly, the ground trembled violently, shards of broken reality tearing loose and spiraling upward like shattered glass caught in a gale. From the depths of the Nexus emerged a figure cloaked in darkness — Vaelen, masked and menacing, eyes glowing with cold calculation.

The air around Vaelen shimmered, distorting with waves of fractured time that bent light and shadow alike.

Kael's heart hammered as he stepped forward, the world around him bending to his will. The sky fractured again, this time revealing glimpses of timelines unmade — cities burning in alternate futures, faces lost to time's cruel erasure.

"You think you can stop me?" Vaelen's voice was a razor, cutting through the chaos. "I am the master of broken time, the architect of your ruin."

Aeris stepped beside Kael, her hands glowing with pulsating energy. With a fierce cry, she unleashed a wave of radiant light, weaving strands of pure time energy into a protective shield around them.

The battle exploded — a clash of light and shadow, time and chaos. Each strike from Vaelen sent shockwaves that fractured the ground beneath, causing ripples that distorted reality itself.

Kael moved with precision born of countless battles, his blade slicing through temporal distortions as Aeris channeled streams of healing light that mended the fractures around them.

Amidst the chaos, the Loom of Fate shimmered above — threads of glowing light weaving and unraveling with every moment. Dray appeared beside them, chanting ancient runes that pulsed in harmony with Aeris's power, stabilizing the fragile weave.

Together, their powers coalesced, creating a radiant web that fought to bind the fraying edges of the Nexus.

As Vaelen faltered, a silent scream echoed through the Rift — the echoes of broken futures and lost choices, desperate to be heard. Kael reached deep within himself, summoning the raw potential of timelines yet to come.

With a roar that shook the very fabric of existence, he unleashed a torrent of energy — a brilliant explosion of light and sound that illuminated the Nexus in a blinding blaze.

When the light faded, the Rift stilled. The sky cleared, revealing a tapestry of stars shimmering in perfect harmony. The Shattered Nexus began to mend, threads of fate weaving seamlessly once more.

Kael and Aeris stood together, breathless but unbroken — their hands clasped tightly, a silent promise of hope in a universe reborn.

In the distance, a new portal flickered — a doorway to realms unknown, whispering of challenges yet to come. But for now, the battle was won.

Kael turned to Aeris, eyes shining with fierce determination.