Aiden’s POVThe world around me was shattering, a kaleidoscope of fractured reality that made it impossible to tell where The Abyss ended and where the real world began. Every breath felt heavy, every step like sinking into quicksand. And through it all, Mila stood in front of me, radiant and terrifying, her presence as magnetic as it was suffocating.“You can feel it, can’t you?” she whispered, her voice a siren’s call that both soothed and unsettled. “The merge has already begun. There’s no turning back now.”Her words echoed in my head, weaving themselves into the chaotic symphony of collapsing dimensions. My hands clenched at my sides, my mind racing to process the impossibility of it all. I wanted to scream, to fight, to run—but there was nowhere left to go.“This was never about saving anything, was it?” I said, my voice sharp with accusation. “You’ve known all along that this was going to happen.”Mila’s expression softened, and for a moment, she almost looked like the woman I’

Aiden’s POVThe world around me was falling apart. Fragments of light and shadow collided in chaotic bursts, twisting into grotesque shapes that seemed to bleed into one another. The air felt thick, charged with static, and every breath burned like fire. The device in my hand trembled as if it too were on the verge of shattering.Mila stood before me, her face a mix of defiance and desperation. “You’re running out of time, Aiden. Whatever decision you think you’re waiting for—it’s now or never.”I stared at her, my chest tightening. “And what exactly am I deciding, Mila? Whether to trust the woman who’s been lying to me from the start? Or to destroy everything I’ve ever known—including you?”Her expression faltered, just for a second. “I didn’t lie to you,” she said softly, her voice almost drowned out by the roar of the collapsing world. “Not about the things that mattered.”“Not about the things that mattered?” I repeated bitterly. “You’ve been manipulating me since the moment we me

Aiden’s POVThe world was shattering around me. The Abyss—my creation, my curse—was unraveling reality itself. Pieces of the lab, fragments of memories, and echoes of voices blurred together in a maelstrom of chaos.And at the center of it all was Mila.Her figure was radiant yet fractured, flickering between the woman I thought I knew and something much more... ethereal. Her eyes locked on mine, filled with a blend of determination and despair.“Aiden, you have to stop!” Her voice was sharp, slicing through the cacophony.“I’m trying!” I shouted, gripping the device in my hand so tightly that my knuckles turned white. “But every choice feels like a trap. I don’t know what’s real anymore!”“It’s not about what’s real,” Mila said, stepping closer, her form glitching in and out of existence. “It’s about what you’re willing to sacrifice.”Her words hit me like a punch to the gut. Sacrifice. The word had haunted me ever since I first woke up in The Abyss.“I’ve already sacrificed enough,”

Aiden’s POVReality fractured around us like shards of broken glass suspended in mid-air. The ground beneath my feet felt slippery, as though even the concept of stability was beginning to dissolve. Mila stood in front of me, her expression a mix of anguish and resolve. Zane was gone—vanished into the chaos, or perhaps back into whatever dark corner of my mind he’d come from. It was just me and her now, alone in the eye of the storm.“Don’t make me choose this,” I said, my voice raw. “There has to be another way.”“There isn’t,” Mila replied, her tone soft but unyielding. She stepped closer, her presence a fragile anchor in the chaos. “Aiden, you have to decide. It’s either the worlds or us.”“How can you ask me to do that?” My hands shook as I clutched the device that hummed with an almost sentient energy. “Destroy everything we’ve known or let it merge into something unrecognizable? Do you even understand what you’re asking?”“I do,” she whispered, her gaze never leaving mine. “But

Aiden’s POVI woke to the sound of whispers. Soft, unintelligible murmurs that tugged at the edges of my consciousness like fragments of a half-forgotten dream. My body felt heavy, my limbs weighed down as if I’d been submerged in water for years. The air smelled different—cleaner, fresher, tinged with something sharp and sweet I couldn’t place.And then came the voice.“Aiden?”I jolted upright, my heart hammering in my chest. My eyes darted around, taking in my surroundings. Gone was the void, the suffocating darkness that had consumed everything. Instead, I was in a field, endless and green, with golden sunlight streaming through the sky in warm, lazy streaks.But it wasn’t right. Nothing felt right.“Aiden,” the voice came again, softer now, like a ripple through the stillness.I turned slowly, afraid to hope, afraid to breathe.She was standing there.Mila.Her hair caught the sunlight like threads of spun copper, her eyes—those eyes that had been my anchor in every storm—watchin