Aiden's POV AidenI can barely breathe. The air feels thick, oppressive, pressing in on my chest like the weight of a thousand storm clouds. I stare at Aiden Prime, my doppelgänger, the twisted version of myself who embraces the Abyss and wields its power as though it’s a natural extension of his very being. His smile—cold, cruel—cuts into me like a blade.“You’re an anomaly, Aiden. This world doesn’t need two of us.”His voice, so much like mine yet so foreign, sends a chill down my spine. I can feel the weight of his words sinking into me, each syllable a reminder of how far I’ve fallen from the person I used to be. How far he’s fallen, too, but in a different direction—one I can’t follow.Mila grips my arm, her fingers tight around my bicep. I can feel her pulse, frantic against my skin, as her breath hitches in fear. I want to reassure her, tell her we’ll find a way out of this, but the words die in my throat. I don’t know if I can.I glance at her, meeting her gaze. There’s terr

Aiden's POV I feel the power surging through me, a new kind of energy. It’s nothing like before—nothing like what I used to think of as my strength. No, this feels deeper, darker, and yet... more controlled. Every inch of me hums with it, the raw essence of the Abyss itself, but it doesn’t consume me. I am not its prisoner. I am its master.I stand taller, the ground beneath me trembling as if it, too, can sense the change. I feel Mila’s eyes on me, her breath catching in her throat. She’s staring at me as if I’m someone she doesn’t recognize—and maybe, in a way, I am. This power, this new version of me... it's different. But I can feel it in my bones—it’s me. It’s my choice. My will.And it’s something Aiden Prime will never understand."You shouldn't exist," Aiden Prime snarls, his voice dripping with venom. His hands tremble slightly, but his eyes burn with fury. The darkness in his gaze is a reflection of the Abyss—his abyss. But it’s not the same as mine. His is a chaos that con

Aiden’s POV“You have one choice left.”The voice slithers through the void, echoing from nowhere and everywhere at once. It is not a voice made of sound, but of existence itself—a vibration deep in my bones, a whisper carved into the fabric of reality.I open my eyes, and there is nothing.Not darkness. Not light. Just nothing.It takes me a moment to realize that I am still standing, that I still have form, but everything else has been stripped away. No sky. No ground. No gravity. Just the weightless abyss stretching infinitely around me, pressing against my skin like a living thing, trying to unmake me.A low, guttural growl rumbles somewhere in the distance. I recognize it immediately. Prime.I turn, searching for him, but my body moves sluggishly—like I'm wading through thickened time. Then, a ripple in the void, a flicker of something real, and there he is.Aiden Prime is kneeling, clutching his head. His body flickers like static, his form unstable, shifting between different v

Aiden's POVThe Abyss trembles beneath me, a swirling void of shadows and shattered realities. I feel the power pulsing through me, raw and untamed. The very fabric of space and time bends around me as if it’s acknowledging my dominance. I’m not just in control—I am control.But the price of this power is steep. Reality cracks like glass under pressure, and I can see the timelines fracturing, bleeding into one another. Futures and pasts blur, merging together in an impossible kaleidoscope. I watch as flashes of lives I never lived, and futures I will never see, flicker around me.And yet, all of it is fading. Shifting. Breaking.I can hear it—the Abyss, roaring, screaming, thrashing in fury. It is no longer in charge. The entity’s presence looms over me, but it’s faltering. Weakening. And I know I have only one thing left to do: I have to undo everything it’s ever planned. I’m not playing its game anymore.But as I begin to unravel the reality the Abyss has twisted, I hear a voice. On

Aiden's POVI wake with a gasp, my lungs burning as I suck in air like it’s my first breath in a thousand years. My heart is hammering in my chest, and my mind is spinning, disoriented by the blinding light that surrounds me. The world feels… different.I blink rapidly, trying to focus, trying to make sense of the reality that’s before me.The world is still. Quiet. Peaceful.The Abyss is gone. The storm that once raged, the battle, the suffocating weight of it all—it’s gone.I take a deep breath, and the air is clean. Fresh. The scent of grass, trees, and earth fills my lungs. There’s no distortion in the air, no crackling of power, no sense of shifting timelines or fractured dimensions. It’s all… still.Normal.I push myself up, my body aching, as if I’ve been asleep for far longer than I should have. My legs feel wobbly at first, but I steady myself, looking around. The land stretches out before me—wide, green fields, rolling hills, and a bright blue sky above. No fractures, no cha