Chasing my Luna
“Jessica, the origin is the nexus’s past, but you’re its future. Don’t let it break you.”
The hollowness roared, and the loom pulsed, weaving a vision that tore at her soul: the nexus before her, a sterile cosmos of perfect balance, no pain, no love, no life only Aethra, alone, its light fading. Then it shifted, showing Jessica’s nexus, scarred but vibrant, her companions’ laughter echoing, but her hollowness growing, consuming her until she was nothing. The choice was brutal: surrender the nexus to Aethra’s cold perfection or fight for their flawed, living balance, risking her own erasure.
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