The world around them shattered like fragile glass. Shards of sky rained down, vanishing before they even touched the ground. The Core pulsed brighter at the center of it all — alive, breathing, almost as if feeding on their fear.
Emily stood frozen, her breath shaky. The air was heavy, suffocating.
Lucian watched from a distance, his twisted smile widening. There was no rush in his movements, no sign of worry. He had been waiting for this moment… patiently, carefully.
“This was always the plan,” Lucian’s voice rang out, calm and cold. “You thought you were gathering strength… but every move you made, every Aiden you found — it was all part of the script I wrote.”
Silent Protector Aiden clenched his fists, his crimson eyes narrowing. “What the hell are you talking about?”
Lucian chuckled. “The Core. It doesn’t just connect worlds. It consumes them. The more versions of you gather here… the more unstable this world becomes.”
Aiden Kurose lived an ordinary life—until the moment he died protecting the one person he cared about most. His sacrifice should’ve ended everything… but fate had other plans.
In the aftermath of his death, masked figures begin to appear—silent, haunting, and eerily familiar. Each one carries fragments of him… yet none of them are truly him. As worlds collide and reality begins to crack, Emily finds herself caught between the echoes of the one she lost and the shadows of those sent to replace him.
Friend or foe… no one knows.
Sometimes… the enemy is just another version of yourself.
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