Alternate World · December 28, 2026 · Boundary of District X18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgqyY8AZKRm
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."18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRmRZeaG3vK
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."18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡx3RQQvXfOt
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.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiUWLwxmVzH
Temporal Boundary · Entering the Core18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8UYo4h4vcF
At the heart of District X, time had lost its usual order.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0Rvjq10Pv9
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.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJNflwh046Y
He halted abruptly. A glowing countdown appeared upon the cross:18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbkX6reVibA
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—3…18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5kekTRX7e4
Recurrence of Temporal Distortion18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡy733lVwMLC
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.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZa8bY2LKhE
Then he saw—two figures appearing at the abandoned corridor's intersection:18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJq6bx4AamG
Zhang Yi-An and Li An-Qing.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdAxAC0K5g5
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.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWoUqQZjDoa
Fragments of Truth18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvIyAROHI7S
Li An-Qing's lips moved silently. This time, Yu wasn't merely an observer; the cross vibrated gently, resonating with unheard words.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBzGaECWlLu
Then a voice emerged, source unknown: "It's not your fault... but you must remember everything."18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡW4xt8zAmcp
Li's form fractured into multiple overlapping images, each from different timelines forcibly merging.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCtnM2w0CCQ
Temporal distortion surged violently. Yu involuntarily stepped back, surroundings stretching and collapsing like a dream.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyrtIH03Bv7
Zhang Yi-An looked directly at him—just for a brief moment, unmistakably real.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcJuIciqFlN
Awakening18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5xHQ0XJlM8
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.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYEjODZk31z
He sat up slowly, the voice and gaze lingering vividly.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1RmmWXIFew
Zhang Yi-An awaited him in another time, and Yu had just glimpsed the edge of truth.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡI7jZqS6rEw
The Promise of Four Fallen Leaves – Alternate World, December 28, 2026 · Depths of District X18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeRx9ZGwhrT
After Temporal Distortion · Awakening18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDJfXMEWtI0
The icy concrete numbed Yu's back as he struggled awake, his vision foggy, mind chaotic.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyFIN3cYkqm
The words echoed: "You must remember everything."18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEaQ2tfJSqE
He trembled, retrieving the cross from his jacket, now ordinary yet undeniably real.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡB0VvU33MPy
This wasn't a dream.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEwR2Pcd49J
Physical Anomalies18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHuAHft0sQX
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.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9BUy6enwOO
Residual Phenomena18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡn0Csd52Ofe
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.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfYbS0U3QT2
Approaching, the figures vanished—a residual memory overlapping with reality.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8AxNW6L70L
Residual Signal in the Cross18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKCKZ0mY21t
Yu inspected the cross, noticing a newly formed gap. Carefully prying it open, a thin nano-chip emerged, inscribed:18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ47liFrOp4g
"Tuesday 04:11 / Reverse Axis"18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8KdWf5e0rh
He inhaled sharply. This confirmed cyclical distortions—Zhang Yi-An knew it. But what was "Reverse Axis"—reversed time or another coordinate?18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡz1jgHRkdb2
He looked into District X's shadows, sensing an unnamed force still active.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNwXpQ7dlIh
Internal Shift and Psychological Displacement18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKPVWIZ6x0l
Before leaving, he revisited the distortion's origin, hearing a whisper—not hallucination, but his future self:18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAWuwpFghlN
"You've activated the first point. The next lies where you thought you'd left. Remember Friday."18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWhjCe73k1N
His heart skipped. His last memory before entering this world was Friday, May 17, 2024. The distortion alternated between Tuesdays and Fridays.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0N36DmRUqq
He pocketed the cross and chip, resolve solidified.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡS8X3LAkTP9
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Outside the Base: The Fated Moment18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡduWMX1wtDk
Alternate World, December 28, 2026, late night · Outside LUOYEH Base18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoh2YfLzzWH
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.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyeMaYHoXPX
Cycle Calculation and Self-Assessment18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOpw7fIq6Wh
At a small inn beyond AI surveillance, Yu secured himself inside, logging observations offline:18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCM8lSm5m6c
First distortion: May 17, 2024 (Friday) / Tamsui exploration.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4UHLyKPtiP
Second distortion: December 22, 2026 (Tuesday) / Triggered at District X.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKRONIpzfeA
Cycle interval: mirrored Tuesdays and Fridays.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPmhrOYnh5K
Inserting the chip into a modified terminal, decoding succeeded on the third attempt:18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡizkfCg9dQW
Countdown: 3 days, 6 hours, 12 minutes.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFqSV0hYlWX
This wasn't a fixed event countdown—it marked the next distortion.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡv5zbUsThpJ
Reverse Axis Thought and Displacement18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7dm8Qh5fw8
The chip revealed: "Observation: Reverse Axis0004 / Partial Time Rewrite"18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsw96EflYa4
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:18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡO2hGxa8UZe
"If memories repeat, don't resist."18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJpX6wpZ3yb
"On Friday, I will face that unfamiliar temporal fracture again."18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnQsqKBkd7w
Self-Monitoring Amidst Displacement18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnWim1NjZ7L
Yu started "time status monitoring," recording: "December 22, 03:05 am. Memory intact. Identity: Yu Yong-An. No overlapping visuals or auditory disturbances."18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyX9TTqhmJr
Logs scheduled every six hours with questions:18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqEBVzBKa8I
Who am I?18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡY3JTbJ8X8F
What am I remembering?18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJteE9GNosK
Am I seeing inconsistencies with reality?18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdghOD1HMZY
This protected the existence of "which version" of himself.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvz5l6KWMtR
Silent Determination · Preparation for Friday18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZWgVI5y9fe
In the modest room, he gazed at a worn mirror until dawn.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡo0rySn1qwi
If Zhang Yi-An vanished through time and Yu was chosen as "another him," this wasn't merely seeking truth—but a full replacement.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcnACcJtirg
The chip's words echoed:18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡl9b4CD6dfs
"You must remember everything."18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlyQZvguCAg
Countdown: 2 days, 23 hours, 55 minutes.
Friday approached again.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0SKHTZgAtM
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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