Other Side

The portal collapsed, he looked back the past vanishing behind him. In 4096, the world felt both familiar and distant. Ruins of his people’s birthplace lay before him, whispers of lost stories swirling in the wind. As he walked the ancient paths, his presence mended the fractured time—a bridge between what was and what could have been. Here, on the other side, he became the echo, the memory, the legend that would never be forgotten.