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 acrid scent of smoke and dust lingered thickly in the air, choking Aeris's lungs as she scrambled to her feet beside Kael. His hand was firm on her shoulder, grounding her amid the chaos.

The warehouse was a battlefield now — twisted metal groaned under the strain, shattered crates littered the floor, and faint sparks flickered from exposed wiring overhead. Outside, distant sirens wailed like a haunting chorus.

Aeris's gaze locked on the pendant glinting against the young woman's chest — an intricate silver emblem shaped like a serpent coiled around a shattered star. It was the same symbol she had seen once before, in a forgotten memory, buried deep in her mind.

Her voice trembled, "Where did you get that?"

The woman's eyes darkened for a fraction of a second, then softened with a shadow of regret. "From someone I once called family. Someone who's both ally and enemy. It's a dangerous legacy."

Kael stepped forward, his voice cold and authoritative. "Who are you? Why should we believe you?"

The woman's emerald eyes pierced through them like a dagger. "My name is Elara. I used to work for the Architect. I escaped when I realized what he planned — the destruction of timelines, the erasure of countless lives."

Aeris's mind reeled. The Architect — their ultimate enemy, the puppeteer behind the Rift's chaos. If Elara was telling the truth, her defection could change everything.

Before Kael could respond, a harsh metallic click echoed nearby. They whipped around just as a squad of armored guards stormed in, weapons drawn and eyes blazing with deadly intent.

"Elara, you're coming with us," the lead guard snarled, raising a stun rifle.

Without hesitation, Elara lunged forward, pulling a concealed blade that shimmered with an ethereal blue glow. She slashed through the first guard's weapon with a crackle of energy, buying precious seconds.

Kael and Aeris leapt into action, ducking behind overturned crates as laser fire tore through the air. Sparks flew, illuminating fierce determination in their eyes.

Aeris's heart pounded as she dodged a bolt, then vaulted over debris to tackle a second attacker. Her fingers brushed a small vial strapped to her wrist — the serum that could stabilize her shifting powers. She swallowed it quickly, feeling warmth spread through her veins.

The battle was brutal but brief. Kael's precise strikes and Aeris's burgeoning abilities turned the tide. The guards retreated, leaving the warehouse eerily silent once more.

Panting, Kael turned to Elara. "Why come to us now? Why risk everything?"

Elara's gaze hardened. "Because the Architect's next move is imminent. He's found a way to manipulate the Rift directly — a weapon that could erase all realities we know. And he's closer than you think."

Aeris's breath caught. The weight of that revelation pressed down like a leaden shroud.

Then, from the shadows, a faint whisper slithered through the darkness — a voice that wasn't theirs.

"You think you can stop me? You're already too late."

A cold wind swept through the warehouse, carrying with it a chilling promise — and the faint flicker of a shadow moving just beyond the broken doorway.

Aeris's eyes widened in horror."He's inside…"

The Pendant’s Secret