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 air was thick with tension — electric, suffocating. The fractured sky above the Rift shimmered with ominous hues of purple and black, as if the very fabric of reality was bleeding.

Aeris's eyes darted around, heart pounding like a wild drum. She could feel the weight of the moment pressing down on her chest.

Kael stood beside her, every muscle taut, eyes narrowed into fierce slits of determination. His electric-blue aura flickered erratically, betraying the storm inside him.

From the Rift's swirling abyss, the figure cloaked in shifting shadows stepped forward. The Architect.

His presence was colossal — the dark cloak seemed alive, tendrils of shadow weaving and writhing with a sinister intelligence. His eyes blazed like molten stars, casting a cold, unyielding light across the ruined garden.

The Architect's voice was a deep, resonant rumble, echoing through the shattered silence like thunder rolling across a barren wasteland.

"You stand at the edge of oblivion. The Rift's destruction is inevitable — unless you surrender control to me."

Aeris swallowed hard, the words twisting like knives inside her. She tightened her grip on Kael's arm, a silent vow passing between them.

Kael's voice was steady, but every word carried the weight of a desperate fight.

"We won't let you consume what we've rebuilt. This world belongs to those who fight for it."

The Architect's laugh was a hollow sound, dripping with ancient malice.

"Fools. You cannot win against inevitability."

Suddenly, the ground beneath their feet cracked open wider, shards of glowing crystal bursting from the earth like jagged teeth. The Rift pulsed violently, a monstrous heartbeat threatening to devour all light.

Kael stepped forward, fists crackling with raw energy. His aura blazed brighter, illuminating the shadows.

With a surge, Kael lunged at the Architect, blue energy streaming from his fists in blinding arcs.

The Architect raised a hand, and with a flick, a shield of shadows exploded outward, absorbing the attack effortlessly.

Aeris clenched her fists, eyes scanning desperately for an opening.

Suddenly, the Architect's cloak surged forward, tendrils reaching for Kael with lightning speed. Kael dodged, twisting midair, sparks flying from the collision of light and shadow.

The battle unfolded like a violent dance — bursts of radiant energy clashing against inky darkness, the air crackling with raw power.

Aeris's heart raced as she watched, helpless but determined. Then, from her pocket, a small device began to beep — faint but urgent.

"Kael... the Rift is unstable. It's collapsing faster than we thought."

Kael's expression darkened as he glanced toward the widening chasm.

The Architect's eyes gleamed with cruel amusement.

"You cannot control what you do not understand. The Rift will consume you all."

With a sudden roar, the Rift exploded in a blinding flash, shards of crystal and shadow spiraling into the sky.

Kael was thrown back, crashing hard against the shattered stones. Aeris's vision blurred, her body trembling as she fought to stay conscious.

But through the haze, she saw the Architect step forward, reaching into the Rift's core with a hand blazing in black flames.

"This world will burn, and from its ashes, I will forge a new order."

Kael struggled to rise, his eyes meeting hers with fierce resolve.

Suddenly, a pulse of energy erupted from the Rift, striking the Architect's hand — and for a moment, his smile faltered.

But then, his eyes flashed red, burning with fury.

He vanished into the Rift's depths, leaving behind an echoing silence — and a chilling promise.

The Architect’s Gambit