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ReUnite in Yesterday

Dante_Stymie
Humans are the weakest race alive. Even in stories, they’re always the fragile ones. The ones who need saving. The ones who break first. I used to think that was just fiction. Now I know better. I’ve seen it. They trained for years. Built weapons. Advanced their technology faster than ever, all to prepare for a war they knew was coming. And when it finally arrived… They ran. In a single day, everything collapsed. Cities fell. Armies disappeared. Humanity didn’t fight back. So what was the point of Aether? All that power… for nothing. “…Damn it.” Maybe this is how it ends. Maybe humanity really will disappear. But not me. I won’t die. No matter what happens… I come back. Every time I die, I wake up at the last place I slept. Same body. Same world. Same time. At first, I thought it was a blessing. Now it just feels wrong. What happens when everyone else is gone? When it’s just me? Alone in a dead world… repeating the same day forever. Even if I try to end it myself— I wake up again. “…Damn it.” This isn’t living. It’s a loop. A prison. A curse. He exhaled slowly, eyes fixed on the ruined horizon. “Fine,” he muttered. “If this world is broken…” “Then I’ll rewrite it.”
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