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Ah, Jay… after everything. Oh, the confusion and terror that had swallowed me whole when I'd first woken up in my bed that morning. I had died—I remembered it, yet here I was, breathing, alive, back in a timeline I'd already lived. Every night since then, a nightmare had plagued me: visions of my gruesome death replaying in endless loops—Jay's sword plunging into my heart, the betrayal, the pain. But it wasn’t a dream. This was real. I had been sent back in time. But I couldn't tell anyone. Nobody would believe me.

The nurse immediately shut up as she stood at the side of the bed, waiting for the instructions of the young man. Although she wants to check his vitals, she cannot do that as all of them already received ordered that no one can touch the young man except for the medical team brought by doctor Yun. She only came here to check the patient if he was awake or what, as it was her job to check the young man every hour. "What is the date today?" - Wei Zhi Yin asked calmly "It's July 9, 2041, Young Master" - The nurse answered July 9, 2041? Wei Zhi Yin cannot help but frown and fell into deep silence. What's happening? I already died. Don't tell me that I got reborn before the apocalypse began? Is

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Chad closed his eyes and chanted, the ring started to emit blue light with sparkles. “Chad, what is happening, come and look at it. It's shining,” Omega Yna called. Chad continued chanting, Omega Yna tried to pick it but the ring was so hot that she ended up dropping it back in the drawer as her hand got burned. “Aaah,” Yna screamed as she dropped the ring and looked at her hand. A scar formed on her fingers. “Chad, what is happening?” She asked. “What?” Chad asked after finishing chanting.

Is the Architect using a closed loop of time, or is there a third generation already waiting in the wings? If you saw your own future sitting in a white room, waiting for you to complete the cycle of your parents' destruction, would you turn back, or would you walk straight into the cage to see if you could finally break the lock? (Watch out for Chapter 37) 💬 Add to library | Vote | Comment | Please Send Gifts If we reach at least 100 Votes or 1000 Gifts, I will drop a special POV chapter from Dante's perspective during the 'Thirteenth Hour'! Help me break the set! 💎✨

I was trembling, my skin sensitive to the high-pitched vibration of the Aether. "I can feel the price, Félix," I whispered, my hands clutching his leather vest. "The Drop... it’s a closed loop. It’s been recycling the same energy since the First King arrived. For the world to truly grow—for the 150 chapters to reach a real ending—the loop has to be broken."

“But promise me that you will not blame me for this.” Now with another impending game, yet rather a deep and dark deal. “I promise.” JK then and immediately replied. Somewhat not taking into consideration of what might he be facing against and in the flesh. Where everything up into this point is nothing but a dark game that no one of them wanted to lose. The Mistress of time then giggle and said. “Then, I shall grant you a peak into the seventh loop and the future that started everything to the real beginning of this book.”

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Third Person POV Slowly, Klein pried his eyes open, roused by the sound of voices and movement echoing around the room. "F-fuck..." he muttered, the taste of iron still lingering in his mouth. He tried to sit up, but pain shot through his body, forcing him to grit his teeth. As the memories of what happened came rushing back, his gaze landed on Sandro sitting in the corner of the small room. Sandro was crying quietly. Then Klein noticed what he was wearing, the clothes from the dark red box.