Alternate World · December 28, 2026 · Boundary of District X193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsXG7ZgEzGS
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."193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡY0c8SiROA6
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."193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡO5MvDGrThR
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.193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjgKS71KkJV
Temporal Boundary · Entering the Core193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWNyMmyZOsb
At the heart of District X, time had lost its usual order.193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡs2XlcUBMtv
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.193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqygXgBj8OJ
He halted abruptly. A glowing countdown appeared upon the cross:193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡp7aDMSmMeU
—5193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡW2BSCr85ar
—4193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiNWLWjsPPD
—3…193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKmtuP1rOPI
Recurrence of Temporal Distortion193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTpsuDIgRJR
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.193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvwryS7pde3
Then he saw—two figures appearing at the abandoned corridor's intersection:193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBosjTRk5rD
Zhang Yi-An and Li An-Qing.193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGxi5LOE8A3
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.193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyyJKOZW54d
Fragments of Truth193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYnW7S2Qyh8
Li An-Qing's lips moved silently. This time, Yu wasn't merely an observer; the cross vibrated gently, resonating with unheard words.193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6fYhbi6tGh
Then a voice emerged, source unknown: "It's not your fault... but you must remember everything."193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ99jISF0GDQ
Li's form fractured into multiple overlapping images, each from different timelines forcibly merging.193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4FUUqPWB5i
Temporal distortion surged violently. Yu involuntarily stepped back, surroundings stretching and collapsing like a dream.193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ93753lmDyj
Zhang Yi-An looked directly at him—just for a brief moment, unmistakably real.193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzlILXutEjP
Awakening193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLpmSMfTM2n
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.193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡX1Z7b32zHD
He sat up slowly, the voice and gaze lingering vividly.193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0soAxkNzuO
Zhang Yi-An awaited him in another time, and Yu had just glimpsed the edge of truth.193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlZ1MaQrnv0
The Promise of Four Fallen Leaves – Alternate World, December 28, 2026 · Depths of District X193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡp2tpQ6LMz4
After Temporal Distortion · Awakening193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSAdQRQwonx
The icy concrete numbed Yu's back as he struggled awake, his vision foggy, mind chaotic.193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡo96D8OHdlp
The words echoed: "You must remember everything."193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5jtqGn9Lu7
He trembled, retrieving the cross from his jacket, now ordinary yet undeniably real.193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡX4rdCN2WWr
This wasn't a dream.193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3RxZR5BAP4
Physical Anomalies193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzxzudzMdqq
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.193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXysTMVcCWe
Residual Phenomena193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdyVz2FqKQe
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.193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5fcQ3l9CGu
Approaching, the figures vanished—a residual memory overlapping with reality.193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuFrEwf1fna
Residual Signal in the Cross193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwTVuHv7Z8B
Yu inspected the cross, noticing a newly formed gap. Carefully prying it open, a thin nano-chip emerged, inscribed:193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvE9yCnLJtp
"Tuesday 04:11 / Reverse Axis"193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwdN07T0S6A
He inhaled sharply. This confirmed cyclical distortions—Zhang Yi-An knew it. But what was "Reverse Axis"—reversed time or another coordinate?193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcVu6mDDA7t
He looked into District X's shadows, sensing an unnamed force still active.193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNcqvSVgCgX
Internal Shift and Psychological Displacement193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkO6YJCrmU0
Before leaving, he revisited the distortion's origin, hearing a whisper—not hallucination, but his future self:193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4hwBxHOGAb
"You've activated the first point. The next lies where you thought you'd left. Remember Friday."193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmvNzw02WBz
His heart skipped. His last memory before entering this world was Friday, May 17, 2024. The distortion alternated between Tuesdays and Fridays.193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSeF1unCTMJ
He pocketed the cross and chip, resolve solidified.193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbi15TA36qw
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Outside the Base: The Fated Moment193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7YgMWIIHra
Alternate World, December 28, 2026, late night · Outside LUOYEH Base193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZj33UMYTpC
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.193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡE9ZzH32tO7
Cycle Calculation and Self-Assessment193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡp9ps77ENpQ
At a small inn beyond AI surveillance, Yu secured himself inside, logging observations offline:193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfY9AYetPph
First distortion: May 17, 2024 (Friday) / Tamsui exploration.193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5jXrWO2xhC
Second distortion: December 22, 2026 (Tuesday) / Triggered at District X.193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7D6xeMphTW
Cycle interval: mirrored Tuesdays and Fridays.193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrP41D6WKdr
Inserting the chip into a modified terminal, decoding succeeded on the third attempt:193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVgVaZOsNSl
Countdown: 3 days, 6 hours, 12 minutes.193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoCarUbmyby
This wasn't a fixed event countdown—it marked the next distortion.193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBQM8OGvjuK
Reverse Axis Thought and Displacement193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtLKSu6ihUR
The chip revealed: "Observation: Reverse Axis0004 / Partial Time Rewrite"193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYF4l7wYDR1
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:193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxcjFYhbEhF
"If memories repeat, don't resist."193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfzfILdLTL2
"On Friday, I will face that unfamiliar temporal fracture again."193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8pwGqtoiaK
Self-Monitoring Amidst Displacement193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGkX9x6nmzf
Yu started "time status monitoring," recording: "December 22, 03:05 am. Memory intact. Identity: Yu Yong-An. No overlapping visuals or auditory disturbances."193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0uTDwK9yWB
Logs scheduled every six hours with questions:193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCFna6s7ahK
Who am I?193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSHGj7Ee0Gp
What am I remembering?193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTIutr9hced
Am I seeing inconsistencies with reality?193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiX7rrECqgx
This protected the existence of "which version" of himself.193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSLoMTC91bZ
Silent Determination · Preparation for Friday193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTlLVoZVVAi
In the modest room, he gazed at a worn mirror until dawn.193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡw4zdNSOeRJ
If Zhang Yi-An vanished through time and Yu was chosen as "another him," this wasn't merely seeking truth—but a full replacement.193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQ5YEYDq0mb
The chip's words echoed:193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBBkfeRkcgL
"You must remember everything."193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCvksxT6X36
Countdown: 2 days, 23 hours, 55 minutes.
Friday approached again.193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgTEVswPxRR
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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