Alternate World · December 28, 2026 · Boundary of District X208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeQ8Zn8iKRK
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."208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6HY9Ar8adF
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."208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIW8MardHid
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.208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDAw18cxajA
Temporal Boundary · Entering the Core208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuaLzk1etLl
At the heart of District X, time had lost its usual order.208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQgls8lwVcU
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.208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKAAN5XMLiV
He halted abruptly. A glowing countdown appeared upon the cross:208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgbfGvqHn9v
—5208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOjpXJ1qYrk
—4208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4lDUGFoW6l
—3…208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡT4ZtjEh8f4
Recurrence of Temporal Distortion208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwZXVBdI3kO
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.208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlAneRen6QI
Then he saw—two figures appearing at the abandoned corridor's intersection:208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfwGRb9XLuf
Zhang Yi-An and Li An-Qing.208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJANOiebG2j
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.208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGlAj109B2K
Fragments of Truth208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmDx57WjDTR
Li An-Qing's lips moved silently. This time, Yu wasn't merely an observer; the cross vibrated gently, resonating with unheard words.208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5hpLirX5sj
Then a voice emerged, source unknown: "It's not your fault... but you must remember everything."208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZ0omwolbhM
Li's form fractured into multiple overlapping images, each from different timelines forcibly merging.208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡft7irpUlpn
Temporal distortion surged violently. Yu involuntarily stepped back, surroundings stretching and collapsing like a dream.208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKTHqOgT4zm
Zhang Yi-An looked directly at him—just for a brief moment, unmistakably real.208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5qVbfZuyD6
Awakening208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUUXIkBuNgR
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.208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqcLskUHFx0
He sat up slowly, the voice and gaze lingering vividly.208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4tRUpFXBao
Zhang Yi-An awaited him in another time, and Yu had just glimpsed the edge of truth.208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyOsnvjDPG2
The Promise of Four Fallen Leaves – Alternate World, December 28, 2026 · Depths of District X208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeScgI57d4e
After Temporal Distortion · Awakening208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtZkG91I02J
The icy concrete numbed Yu's back as he struggled awake, his vision foggy, mind chaotic.208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtCGLfHmhAk
The words echoed: "You must remember everything."208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTxD8MjK1Qd
He trembled, retrieving the cross from his jacket, now ordinary yet undeniably real.208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsZFFMTDa5o
This wasn't a dream.208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHXn8MpwBwx
Physical Anomalies208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvoJBLo9QrG
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.208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDmXR9F8vO7
Residual Phenomena208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOoHZVH5ahb
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.208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡT5TX0jiOcZ
Approaching, the figures vanished—a residual memory overlapping with reality.208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXKIcyHabyY
Residual Signal in the Cross208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5hSR2TBbCL
Yu inspected the cross, noticing a newly formed gap. Carefully prying it open, a thin nano-chip emerged, inscribed:208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpLXp0Qwapw
"Tuesday 04:11 / Reverse Axis"208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡC6n2OGErzs
He inhaled sharply. This confirmed cyclical distortions—Zhang Yi-An knew it. But what was "Reverse Axis"—reversed time or another coordinate?208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWWJZ4o6gzH
He looked into District X's shadows, sensing an unnamed force still active.208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡx9AJxGY4JY
Internal Shift and Psychological Displacement208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXH1yJmZtwP
Before leaving, he revisited the distortion's origin, hearing a whisper—not hallucination, but his future self:208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4TH7NDGT28
"You've activated the first point. The next lies where you thought you'd left. Remember Friday."208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡATGUhQXNeS
His heart skipped. His last memory before entering this world was Friday, May 17, 2024. The distortion alternated between Tuesdays and Fridays.208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHLwsTc4LkL
He pocketed the cross and chip, resolve solidified.208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡw83wQVBgc0
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Outside the Base: The Fated Moment208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡI7VcI9BVW4
Alternate World, December 28, 2026, late night · Outside LUOYEH Base208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0IcG62e3Tw
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.208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSTfYlXVJ8i
Cycle Calculation and Self-Assessment208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFhzXExdmLg
At a small inn beyond AI surveillance, Yu secured himself inside, logging observations offline:208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjmMqQhuiXd
First distortion: May 17, 2024 (Friday) / Tamsui exploration.208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7noTBfXq1r
Second distortion: December 22, 2026 (Tuesday) / Triggered at District X.208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHS5Y6UhHWr
Cycle interval: mirrored Tuesdays and Fridays.208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUqbTbXK57D
Inserting the chip into a modified terminal, decoding succeeded on the third attempt:208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFdP8rjhjx3
Countdown: 3 days, 6 hours, 12 minutes.208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡf1lPztCciP
This wasn't a fixed event countdown—it marked the next distortion.208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQjlpQFNjSO
Reverse Axis Thought and Displacement208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡl6Sy12CX8o
The chip revealed: "Observation: Reverse Axis0004 / Partial Time Rewrite"208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKTgyGWo6HX
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:208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡB1a6bjyyne
"If memories repeat, don't resist."208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1425B7v7Fi
"On Friday, I will face that unfamiliar temporal fracture again."208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMvnj9nQzjQ
Self-Monitoring Amidst Displacement208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdAX7t1vxdP
Yu started "time status monitoring," recording: "December 22, 03:05 am. Memory intact. Identity: Yu Yong-An. No overlapping visuals or auditory disturbances."208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYTXe0qDtkV
Logs scheduled every six hours with questions:208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqhEocw2GYP
Who am I?208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡL1y1LgBXou
What am I remembering?208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmgc1eZeHPU
Am I seeing inconsistencies with reality?208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhktJb1DK9n
This protected the existence of "which version" of himself.208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGLpLCOinkR
Silent Determination · Preparation for Friday208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjfmT62lkY5
In the modest room, he gazed at a worn mirror until dawn.208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCJP7iUxulj
If Zhang Yi-An vanished through time and Yu was chosen as "another him," this wasn't merely seeking truth—but a full replacement.208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXmYnbnP4jN
The chip's words echoed:208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ770iZdj0M5
"You must remember everything."208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAws627ZylW
Countdown: 2 days, 23 hours, 55 minutes.
Friday approached again.208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCu4NW1puTl
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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