Alternate World · December 28, 2026 · Boundary of District X162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbHDYJyqZiC
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."162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcGjag4obdy
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."162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3ZupDVV00P
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.162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5WFMO83G94
Temporal Boundary · Entering the Core162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5bMUBXfSuL
At the heart of District X, time had lost its usual order.162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8LwyookVwD
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.162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkjzjQ4PuZ4
He halted abruptly. A glowing countdown appeared upon the cross:162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡr3YdExs3Cz
—5162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVzvzei5sS9
—4162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡh6xMnspjzA
—3…162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGBhLbmeW4A
Recurrence of Temporal Distortion162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡs3eFcHaRgT
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.162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbocWMQFmM8
Then he saw—two figures appearing at the abandoned corridor's intersection:162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgAXaf62j5x
Zhang Yi-An and Li An-Qing.162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXn1TdDLB8B
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.162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnvAZHjZ5Sk
Fragments of Truth162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡClMjNlS9Cv
Li An-Qing's lips moved silently. This time, Yu wasn't merely an observer; the cross vibrated gently, resonating with unheard words.162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiu1VEWYC19
Then a voice emerged, source unknown: "It's not your fault... but you must remember everything."162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6ENftodIEW
Li's form fractured into multiple overlapping images, each from different timelines forcibly merging.162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9pZNVqClUh
Temporal distortion surged violently. Yu involuntarily stepped back, surroundings stretching and collapsing like a dream.162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYO0N3Ux0XP
Zhang Yi-An looked directly at him—just for a brief moment, unmistakably real.162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡX9IDvJZy5F
Awakening162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡh875WKWtHr
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.162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡB5hNej6EkQ
He sat up slowly, the voice and gaze lingering vividly.162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCzPEMDnlQN
Zhang Yi-An awaited him in another time, and Yu had just glimpsed the edge of truth.162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEW1lywkbBB
The Promise of Four Fallen Leaves – Alternate World, December 28, 2026 · Depths of District X162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRm4AKpFxXg
After Temporal Distortion · Awakening162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgG7jdELrJk
The icy concrete numbed Yu's back as he struggled awake, his vision foggy, mind chaotic.162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPBRB6XlaLu
The words echoed: "You must remember everything."162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4WS1HTfjmd
He trembled, retrieving the cross from his jacket, now ordinary yet undeniably real.162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOnPiLSYr2z
This wasn't a dream.162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjLviWwzhZ2
Physical Anomalies162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbfxMPxTG3z
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.162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgTYmAUDE8K
Residual Phenomena162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGqmiNjNcbI
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.162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡE4nR7mLxim
Approaching, the figures vanished—a residual memory overlapping with reality.162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ43hHAjizPa
Residual Signal in the Cross162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7IWz0PnLMW
Yu inspected the cross, noticing a newly formed gap. Carefully prying it open, a thin nano-chip emerged, inscribed:162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2Mhd8BNpLR
"Tuesday 04:11 / Reverse Axis"162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZ9k9tJJNDB
He inhaled sharply. This confirmed cyclical distortions—Zhang Yi-An knew it. But what was "Reverse Axis"—reversed time or another coordinate?162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtTObSqMrSL
He looked into District X's shadows, sensing an unnamed force still active.162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCw0huKTH7g
Internal Shift and Psychological Displacement162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYP3lR4Aa2q
Before leaving, he revisited the distortion's origin, hearing a whisper—not hallucination, but his future self:162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSHAJlJOEXH
"You've activated the first point. The next lies where you thought you'd left. Remember Friday."162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡo0RA8YfJv4
His heart skipped. His last memory before entering this world was Friday, May 17, 2024. The distortion alternated between Tuesdays and Fridays.162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbSMGNSQYII
He pocketed the cross and chip, resolve solidified.162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7SkoDM0YBh
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Outside the Base: The Fated Moment162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfEG2PIQge2
Alternate World, December 28, 2026, late night · Outside LUOYEH Base162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpOXD1Lzzh9
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.162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ41jwBkzt1d
Cycle Calculation and Self-Assessment162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡA4NSlCGK3T
At a small inn beyond AI surveillance, Yu secured himself inside, logging observations offline:162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdDmJVk3s1w
First distortion: May 17, 2024 (Friday) / Tamsui exploration.162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqI9tmaFOPC
Second distortion: December 22, 2026 (Tuesday) / Triggered at District X.162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcP8E5OUSHH
Cycle interval: mirrored Tuesdays and Fridays.162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrrZsxUyvoD
Inserting the chip into a modified terminal, decoding succeeded on the third attempt:162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcfR8y8nJVU
Countdown: 3 days, 6 hours, 12 minutes.162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡj5JDYJamDw
This wasn't a fixed event countdown—it marked the next distortion.162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ894Cjj6xwJ
Reverse Axis Thought and Displacement162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSiy82I4jvG
The chip revealed: "Observation: Reverse Axis0004 / Partial Time Rewrite"162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0BSGFHNbri
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:162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGnkivzWUxO
"If memories repeat, don't resist."162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuMSiZTD7mh
"On Friday, I will face that unfamiliar temporal fracture again."162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcXmfEXzTeR
Self-Monitoring Amidst Displacement162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHMuhIrWp84
Yu started "time status monitoring," recording: "December 22, 03:05 am. Memory intact. Identity: Yu Yong-An. No overlapping visuals or auditory disturbances."162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzPzd7QXGIb
Logs scheduled every six hours with questions:162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡs3iZs7ksJx
Who am I?162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ09wkGPVSsP
What am I remembering?162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHVloZ0P0ec
Am I seeing inconsistencies with reality?162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1NAWSHA6z0
This protected the existence of "which version" of himself.162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHVufPKdbGg
Silent Determination · Preparation for Friday162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOFLam8wsje
In the modest room, he gazed at a worn mirror until dawn.162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdDyjhc1Lhx
If Zhang Yi-An vanished through time and Yu was chosen as "another him," this wasn't merely seeking truth—but a full replacement.162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRvnvZy3A8T
The chip's words echoed:162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKzT9GJKldt
"You must remember everything."162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNtk1HGH38X
Countdown: 2 days, 23 hours, 55 minutes.
Friday approached again.162Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpYI1kGKuZ8
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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