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 a normal life—nothing special, nothing grand—until the moment he gave it up to protect the one person who mattered most to him. He thought that would be the end.
It wasn’t.
After his death, strange masked figures begin to appear. They’re quiet. Watching. And in a way that’s unsettling, they feel familiar. Each one carries pieces of Aiden—his thoughts, his habits, his pain—but none of them are truly him.
As reality starts to fracture and different worlds bleed into one another, Emily is left trying to make sense of it all. She’s surrounded by echoes of the boy she lost and shadows that wear his face, forced to question who can be trusted and who can’t.
Are they allies? Enemies? Or something in between?
Sometimes, the thing you’re fighting isn’t a monster…
it’s the version of yourself that survived.
The masks won’t stay on forever.
And when they fall, the truth won’t be gentle.
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