by MD Shuvo Mia
Memories are not power—they are just echoes of what we survived. When the world tore Zayan’s soul apart, he didn't grasp for forgotten pasts or uncertain futures. He anchored himself to the absolute present. Armed with a fractured soul core and a volatile spatial domain, Zayan must cut through stolen memories, rogue council paladins, and ancient unsealed void-monsters. He doesn't need to rewrite history. He only needs one fraction of a second to command reality.
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