Alternate World · December 28, 2026 · Boundary of District X192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPhHb4IQGX8
Wind drifted through the cracks of ruined buildings, gently brushing sand across Yu Yong-An's face. He stood at the edge of District X, a faded, forgotten warning sign swaying in the breeze, its blurred letters barely reading, "Unknown Risk / Do Not Enter."192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0RkMNVjBCb
Beneath his feet, the cracked concrete released twisting trails of dust with each step. District X lay beyond city surveillance, belonging to no administrative area. As Bai Zi-Ming had said—it was a place "that should not exist."192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNJ0UpnBQPB
Yu tightly gripped the cross in his pocket, left behind by Zhang Yi-An and passed by Li An-Qing before her death. Its cold, heavy weight felt as if it would pull him into an unseen abyss.192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVORhAjlUVO
Temporal Boundary · Entering the Core192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAggl9UTBYO
At the heart of District X, time had lost its usual order.192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ36rSYevE4i
Walls varied from ancient moss-covered surfaces to unnaturally pristine textures; shadows and cracks clashed as though from different eras. His devices failed—no GPS, no network—only the cross remained, suddenly warm in his palm.192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2wViA32XFu
He halted abruptly. A glowing countdown appeared upon the cross:192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ67bql0Eu54
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—4192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZObCcmN9EM
—3…192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡexRFRnb0L5
Recurrence of Temporal Distortion192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAKrm9naKMi
When "1" appeared, silence consumed everything, even the wind vanished. His vision blurred briefly as the surroundings trembled, damaged pipes reformed, glass fragments floated back into place, as though time reversed.192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAFNsQpVy8C
Then he saw—two figures appearing at the abandoned corridor's intersection:192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6U0uzNfSV5
Zhang Yi-An and Li An-Qing.192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡL9RfJUqFCd
Yu stood motionless, watching. This wasn't an image, but a residual reality. He heard nothing, felt nothing, but knew—this was the truth of that day.192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuKyAHt8rFw
Fragments of Truth192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuk7br8f9hU
Li An-Qing's lips moved silently. This time, Yu wasn't merely an observer; the cross vibrated gently, resonating with unheard words.192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4odpIRj0RZ
Then a voice emerged, source unknown: "It's not your fault... but you must remember everything."192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTBg3VTPDdF
Li's form fractured into multiple overlapping images, each from different timelines forcibly merging.192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNL8lgw211F
Temporal distortion surged violently. Yu involuntarily stepped back, surroundings stretching and collapsing like a dream.192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcNVj3KnSkp
Zhang Yi-An looked directly at him—just for a brief moment, unmistakably real.192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrTUdwf9ot7
Awakening192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3ntlHyoPIv
Yu Yong-An awoke sharply, lying on a cold, abandoned floor as dusk approached. Uncertain of how long he'd been unconscious, the cross was cold again, the countdown gone—as if nothing had occurred.192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGpoiVdQBQ2
He sat up slowly, the voice and gaze lingering vividly.192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4xINf6NN4m
Zhang Yi-An awaited him in another time, and Yu had just glimpsed the edge of truth.192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbKmlj672Pf
The Promise of Four Fallen Leaves – Alternate World, December 28, 2026 · Depths of District X192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnzMTM6WO3r
After Temporal Distortion · Awakening192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡt3lNLZKWO6
The icy concrete numbed Yu's back as he struggled awake, his vision foggy, mind chaotic.192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYlIZ65OqSv
The words echoed: "You must remember everything."192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8z7eDHjIoU
He trembled, retrieving the cross from his jacket, now ordinary yet undeniably real.192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgsw0tRMgit
This wasn't a dream.192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡG2aj7r33hd
Physical Anomalies192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAIxAA46NZT
Standing up, his body ached as if torn between dreams and reality. Dizziness forced him to steady himself. Memory fragments overlapped or vanished inexplicably—he knew this phenomenon: memory displacement.192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡB5iEgeFIb7
Residual Phenomena192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXbQTqqO7Wz
Examining the surroundings, small details revealed anomalies—tiles mysteriously cracked, rust colored differently across timelines. Near a window, reflections briefly showed Zhang Yi-An and Li An-Qing.192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ53XiSEyYeJ
Approaching, the figures vanished—a residual memory overlapping with reality.192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7rQQi7vxPz
Residual Signal in the Cross192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpNLSL7xUHa
Yu inspected the cross, noticing a newly formed gap. Carefully prying it open, a thin nano-chip emerged, inscribed:192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0yOtM7gmHZ
"Tuesday 04:11 / Reverse Axis"192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtzHuROtdvA
He inhaled sharply. This confirmed cyclical distortions—Zhang Yi-An knew it. But what was "Reverse Axis"—reversed time or another coordinate?192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyAzq1mVI9z
He looked into District X's shadows, sensing an unnamed force still active.192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqV06Aq6tBG
Internal Shift and Psychological Displacement192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡS1FSzqwMTj
Before leaving, he revisited the distortion's origin, hearing a whisper—not hallucination, but his future self:192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡc3K3e8gq3s
"You've activated the first point. The next lies where you thought you'd left. Remember Friday."192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0G9Un7h6LD
His heart skipped. His last memory before entering this world was Friday, May 17, 2024. The distortion alternated between Tuesdays and Fridays.192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhEU6K1Ub3m
He pocketed the cross and chip, resolve solidified.192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEP1QGLTLTw
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Outside the Base: The Fated Moment192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUErTJT3ukm
Alternate World, December 28, 2026, late night · Outside LUOYEH Base192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiCcCXhrYnY
District X faded behind him, a silent shadow extending deeper through temporal fissures. Yu's steps were steady yet heavier. He carried only the cross, chip, and memories foreign to his past.192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiPWSWyBVxb
Cycle Calculation and Self-Assessment192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDWYvA6ralr
At a small inn beyond AI surveillance, Yu secured himself inside, logging observations offline:192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfHu3GHIz4N
First distortion: May 17, 2024 (Friday) / Tamsui exploration.192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡziDRakYYO2
Second distortion: December 22, 2026 (Tuesday) / Triggered at District X.192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkvYCGJ6sfi
Cycle interval: mirrored Tuesdays and Fridays.192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfrc4y8A0h0
Inserting the chip into a modified terminal, decoding succeeded on the third attempt:192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvb653jKqbO
Countdown: 3 days, 6 hours, 12 minutes.192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZJmc8yFU4D
This wasn't a fixed event countdown—it marked the next distortion.192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyUQ2uRJjRn
Reverse Axis Thought and Displacement192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡado6l6eR1v
The chip revealed: "Observation: Reverse Axis0004 / Partial Time Rewrite"192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKKtlN8T0V7
After pondering all night, Yu concluded "Reverse Axis" could mean reversed temporal coordinates or forced identity replacement.
As dusk descended in utter silence, a forgotten audio recorder beneath the railway began to activate.
It was an old recording, long since converted into a digital wave format. But one fragment remained intact—perfectly preserved:
"I'm not you. But I know who you are."
At that exact moment, a crystal buried under the rail began to glow faintly. Its spiral light pattern didn't conform to anything known in this world.
An unexpected signal.A voice without a source.And a scene that shattered the moment the audio stopped playing.
As though, in another time and another self, someone was softly saying:
"There is still another you, already walking this path.
He noted:192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpqyCbRWPfF
"If memories repeat, don't resist."192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ56G1B5vAQL
"On Friday, I will face that unfamiliar temporal fracture again."192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHh8n0Nchep
Self-Monitoring Amidst Displacement192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbQ48PtRl33
Yu started "time status monitoring," recording: "December 22, 03:05 am. Memory intact. Identity: Yu Yong-An. No overlapping visuals or auditory disturbances."192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGZApeeZtEu
Logs scheduled every six hours with questions:192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTZ5SPMsK02
Who am I?192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡk63VHfl7i1
What am I remembering?192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPbxcOCV6BQ
Am I seeing inconsistencies with reality?192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbwBSkg3FXZ
This protected the existence of "which version" of himself.192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwfQQeweW7Q
Silent Determination · Preparation for Friday192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHXq2d9uXjo
In the modest room, he gazed at a worn mirror until dawn.192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1XsMDNMBqs
If Zhang Yi-An vanished through time and Yu was chosen as "another him," this wasn't merely seeking truth—but a full replacement.192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuONnFwfNkl
The chip's words echoed:192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9V93VDnHKM
"You must remember everything."192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1l2eq430Ex
Countdown: 2 days, 23 hours, 55 minutes.
Friday approached again.192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuEHPq6hsd9
This time, he was ready.
January 1, 2027 (Friday)
At that moment, all the light rain stopped.
Raindrops hung frozen in midair. Light stood still, suspended in vertical silence.
Local time-space coordinates had ceased functioning. Every visible display read the same line:
2027.01.01 // 00:00:00
The timestamp appeared across mirrors, skylights, phone screens.In several places, people stood immobile.In others—they were simply gone.
But one figure remained.He stood before a mirror.And in his eyes, that same timecode appeared:
00:00:00
It was you.
A silver arc of time suddenly unfolded before them.
Li An-Qing stood at the edge of that unstable rail. Her eyes no longer seemed like physical organs but flickered like layered code—scrolling between systems, ages, and archives.
"Do you still remember me?"
There was no space between them, and yet, they could not reach each other.
"When he discovered Reverse Axis, did he still remember you—the version of you that looked into his eyes?"
Yang An-Ting took a step forward.That single step lit up the edge of time.
Li An-Qing's outline blurred and bent. She became a prism of overlapping timelines, her presence glitching softly like corrupted memory.
"But you're still here."
"And I still remember you."
"Then that's enough."
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and then Add to home screen.