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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 dim light of the fractured realm flickered like a dying candle, casting long, twisted shadows on the jagged rocks beneath Kael's feet. His breath came in shallow bursts, the cold biting at his skin like shards of ice. His eyes never left the figure emerging from the mist — a man cloaked in tattered threads of time itself, his face a twisted mask of pain and anger.

Kael's heart pounded, memories flooding back with cruel clarity. This was no stranger — it was him, or at least a version of himself lost to the labyrinth of fractured timelines. A ghost born from his own mistakes, regrets, and the unbearable weight of sacrifice.

"Why… why are you here?" Kael's voice cracked, barely a whisper over the eerie silence.

The figure smiled — a slow, bitter curve of lips that held no warmth. "I am what you tried to bury. The you that chose pain over love, silence over truth. You thought you could outrun me. But I am the shadow of every choice you denied."

Kael's fists clenched, veins bulging. "I didn't have a choice."

"But you always do," the shadow said, stepping closer. The air thickened, a low hum vibrating through the fractured realm like the pulse of a dying star. "I am here to remind you. To reclaim what you abandoned."

The figure raised a trembling hand, and suddenly the air shimmered — a haunting vision exploded before Kael's eyes. Scenes of loss, betrayal, and heartbreak played like a broken record: the moment he left Aeris behind, the moment he sealed the Rift with a lie, the look in her eyes when she realized the truth.

Kael staggered, overwhelmed by the weight of his past mistakes pressing down like a crushing tide.

Then, without warning, the shadow lunged forward, fingers curling around Kael's wrist in a grip like cold steel.

"You can't escape what you are," the shadow hissed. "But maybe... you can make it right."

At that moment, a brilliant flash of light erupted nearby.

Aeris — her silhouette glowing with fierce determination — appeared, breathless but unyielding. Her eyes locked with Kael's, a silent plea cutting through the chaos.

"Kael!" she called out, voice trembling with urgency. "We don't have time. The Rift is collapsing. We need to go — now!"

Kael's gaze flicked between the shadow gripping his arm and Aeris's glowing form.

The shadow snarled, tightening its grasp. "If you leave now, you lose yourself forever."

Aeris stepped forward, her hand reaching out with a shimmer of light swirling around her fingers — a delicate but powerful thread binding her to Kael.

"Then fight it with me," she said, voice steady, unwavering.

Then, with a guttural roar, Kael yanked his arm free, the shadow dissolving into a cloud of dark mist.

The fractured realm trembled violently, shards of reality fracturing around them as the gateway to their world flickered dangerously.

Together, they sprinted toward the gateway — every step a battle against the collapsing timelines.

But just as they neared the edge, the ground cracked beneath Aeris, and a chasm yawned wide, threatening to swallow her whole.

Kael's hand shot out — but the gap widened, and Aeris's form blurred, fading into the abyss.

"NO!" Kael screamed, heart shattering as the last thing he saw was Aeris's outstretched hand disappearing into darkness.

Kael stood on the edge of the broken realm, the gateway flickering behind him, and Aeris lost somewhere in the Rift's endless void.

His breath hitched as a chilling voice whispered from the shadows — "You may have escaped your past, but the Rift has claimed your future."

The screen of reality cracked once again — and the question lingered like poison in the air:

Will Kael find Aeris before the Rift consumes her? Or has the fractured time already stolen them both forever?

Shadows of the Past