Alternate World · December 28, 2026 · Boundary of District X198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXCCV62WUwP
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."198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2mKU7wl6r8
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."198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1inzzoNHGb
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.198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ01Egsd2YoN
Temporal Boundary · Entering the Core198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSLgs5FUi6n
At the heart of District X, time had lost its usual order.198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡr34OkgSWa5
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.198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmLOHYmHwfc
He halted abruptly. A glowing countdown appeared upon the cross:198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhHrBvRG1Dt
—5198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡICi0sLNZNQ
—4198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaMu7KN7M3I
—3…198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡm1h5Wvvot0
Recurrence of Temporal Distortion198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡORpzYL0M95
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.198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPO23h6JzqD
Then he saw—two figures appearing at the abandoned corridor's intersection:198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBYVekXev1k
Zhang Yi-An and Li An-Qing.198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSzgVP1higV
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.198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYKSOyNJzI2
Fragments of Truth198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgmyq0BGAho
Li An-Qing's lips moved silently. This time, Yu wasn't merely an observer; the cross vibrated gently, resonating with unheard words.198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡk3732D2D9d
Then a voice emerged, source unknown: "It's not your fault... but you must remember everything."198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡx7qKUON7mU
Li's form fractured into multiple overlapping images, each from different timelines forcibly merging.198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgvZxaoiGQn
Temporal distortion surged violently. Yu involuntarily stepped back, surroundings stretching and collapsing like a dream.198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGRGKePqTD7
Zhang Yi-An looked directly at him—just for a brief moment, unmistakably real.198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcXwEeEsFSa
Awakening198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaH8THb11my
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.198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡigPQEE6Alx
He sat up slowly, the voice and gaze lingering vividly.198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKIHSI7dofR
Zhang Yi-An awaited him in another time, and Yu had just glimpsed the edge of truth.198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4yLYZ5DMiM
The Promise of Four Fallen Leaves – Alternate World, December 28, 2026 · Depths of District X198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeOVtWz4ava
After Temporal Distortion · Awakening198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIZ9oDeV4Tj
The icy concrete numbed Yu's back as he struggled awake, his vision foggy, mind chaotic.198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFr7gxFV1gB
The words echoed: "You must remember everything."198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNwHtOJdKFZ
He trembled, retrieving the cross from his jacket, now ordinary yet undeniably real.198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjfStmviDkd
This wasn't a dream.198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡISL5ycY4oJ
Physical Anomalies198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSU25hOnTng
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.198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1zZnJGVx6H
Residual Phenomena198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmo8PbP50eg
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.198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZEv2HDC8pu
Approaching, the figures vanished—a residual memory overlapping with reality.198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMZhqdEA8Ca
Residual Signal in the Cross198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaGZ6lf7EnT
Yu inspected the cross, noticing a newly formed gap. Carefully prying it open, a thin nano-chip emerged, inscribed:198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwzGF8VNqK5
"Tuesday 04:11 / Reverse Axis"198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmwMk4n4qIX
He inhaled sharply. This confirmed cyclical distortions—Zhang Yi-An knew it. But what was "Reverse Axis"—reversed time or another coordinate?198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡV1r1yG3p5d
He looked into District X's shadows, sensing an unnamed force still active.198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUzNRhe5FnJ
Internal Shift and Psychological Displacement198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvF6E9Mvwm5
Before leaving, he revisited the distortion's origin, hearing a whisper—not hallucination, but his future self:198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡj1gv8UE3fC
"You've activated the first point. The next lies where you thought you'd left. Remember Friday."198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9ksMM0eaRo
His heart skipped. His last memory before entering this world was Friday, May 17, 2024. The distortion alternated between Tuesdays and Fridays.198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZ41cvz607U
He pocketed the cross and chip, resolve solidified.198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQ6Dl2eUcx8
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Outside the Base: The Fated Moment198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSRkfFGADoQ
Alternate World, December 28, 2026, late night · Outside LUOYEH Base198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyKsK7WXrs7
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.198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡivxHw8L8qE
Cycle Calculation and Self-Assessment198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡw9SgDoVPbW
At a small inn beyond AI surveillance, Yu secured himself inside, logging observations offline:198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtie1FUHFwF
First distortion: May 17, 2024 (Friday) / Tamsui exploration.198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡd8VBxqUPhj
Second distortion: December 22, 2026 (Tuesday) / Triggered at District X.198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡn8EJoH9h0F
Cycle interval: mirrored Tuesdays and Fridays.198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPZqd99ya4a
Inserting the chip into a modified terminal, decoding succeeded on the third attempt:198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVZazdeZW57
Countdown: 3 days, 6 hours, 12 minutes.198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡT7C3b2cN7j
This wasn't a fixed event countdown—it marked the next distortion.198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7Jv4myBLw6
Reverse Axis Thought and Displacement198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKxHdRUlfd7
The chip revealed: "Observation: Reverse Axis0004 / Partial Time Rewrite"198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgwuT5XrnX5
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:198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxBAKEq6zmC
"If memories repeat, don't resist."198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKjPdjL2Vzd
"On Friday, I will face that unfamiliar temporal fracture again."198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYitTaxiYfh
Self-Monitoring Amidst Displacement198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLH2WHWgXcu
Yu started "time status monitoring," recording: "December 22, 03:05 am. Memory intact. Identity: Yu Yong-An. No overlapping visuals or auditory disturbances."198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDnMhnoyiFB
Logs scheduled every six hours with questions:198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCFxyIllOn1
Who am I?198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbVNbzXuI9w
What am I remembering?198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjl0P1H7Iws
Am I seeing inconsistencies with reality?198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡII0utXsoRk
This protected the existence of "which version" of himself.198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwQbgYSpSQI
Silent Determination · Preparation for Friday198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQVfPB9ilom
In the modest room, he gazed at a worn mirror until dawn.198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9MiUHITRv9
If Zhang Yi-An vanished through time and Yu was chosen as "another him," this wasn't merely seeking truth—but a full replacement.198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4ZtG2mZsob
The chip's words echoed:198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMqjIF9Bnjp
"You must remember everything."198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ25alb8PHMW
Countdown: 2 days, 23 hours, 55 minutes.
Friday approached again.198Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAx6SywGGgD
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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