Chasing my Luna
Bryan’s echo pulsed, a ghostly spark disrupting Liora’s wrath, his voice gone but his love lingering.
The first twist struck: her future self’s form flickered, revealing not just Jessica but the nexus’s fear, a fragment of its cosmic heart that believed love was its flaw, now demanding her sacrifice to purge it, using the child to force her choice. The abyss quaked, threads slashing, the starfield fracturing into dying worlds—planets crumbling, skies falling, lives erased. Jessica’s body trembled, her blood pooling, her heart racing as she wove their truth, gold surging against the star’s verdict, her hands burning, her vision blurring with tears.
Bab Populer