"Choose, Yu Yung-an…"
Zhang Zhi-an's voice echoed through the fractured timeline,
Tuesday or Friday?
The layers of time trembled,Yu Yung-an's breathing grew unsteady,
To choose one…meant losing the other.
But then—
A faint whisper echoed,from the deepest recess of his memory—
"Why… do I have to choose?"
"No…"Yu Yung-an lifted his head,his gaze shifting between Tuesday and Friday,
But deep in his heart,another intuition surged—
"This isn't the only path."
"A third path…"
His pupils narrowed slightly,and a forgotten fragment surfaced within his mind—
A door, untouched,standing between Tuesday and Friday,waiting in silence—
This door belonged neither to the loop,nor to the unchosen timeline.
"There's… another answer."
The triple-layered cross of Tuesday,and the single-layered cross of Friday,intertwined within Yu Yung-an's palm—
A possibility that had never been opened,stirring beyond the layers of time.
"The third path…"
"Tuesday and Friday are two extremes,"he whispered softly,
"But I can see it—the exit that was never chosen."
"I will not choose Tuesday,""Nor will I choose Friday."
"I will choose the path that transcends fate."
Time trembled violently.
"What are you doing?"Zhang Zhi-an's voice wavered in the chaos,he could feel it—
Yu Yung-an was rewriting the rules.
"I will not choose,"Yu Yung-an closed his eyes,
"I will break the boundaries of Tuesday and Friday…"
"And step through the door—to reshape the origin of time."
"This isn't an escape…nor a choice,"his voice drifted like a dream,
"This… is rebirth."
"The third path…a rebirth beyond fate."
Light surged from the cross,bridging the gap between two timelines—
Yu Yung-an,chose the path that defied destiny.
"I will choose the path that transcends fate."
Yu Yung-an's voice echoed softly,through the fracture in the layers of time.Tuesday and Friday's collision crumbled around him,as the third path tore through the boundaries of time itself.
"No… this is impossible…"
Zhang Zhi-an's voice echoed from the shifting timeline,tinged with disbelief and unease.He could feel it—
Yu Yung-an's choice had rewritten the laws of the timeline.
"The third path… is shattering the balance between Tuesday and Friday."
Boom—
A pulse erupted from Yu Yung-an's palm,an indescribable force that surged through the layers of time.
The triple-layered cross of Tuesdayand the single-layered cross of Fridaymerged in an instant—
Blinding light illuminated the cracks in time.
"The layers… are collapsing."
Yu Yung-an lifted his head,watching as Tuesday and Friday unraveled before him.
——The office crumbled into dust,——The reflection of the Tamsui River shattered into fragments,——The sound of church bells echoed endlessly across shifting timelines,——Even the stone steps beneath his feet dissolved into nothingness.
"Time… is no longer in control."
Yu Yung-an watched as the world fractured,not just Tuesday and Friday,
But the entire structure of time…was falling apart.
"Is this… the price of the third path?"
"Fate… can no longer return to its origin."
Zhang Zhi-an's voice grew faint,his silhouette flickering between the collapsing layers,but now—
"He" no longer belonged to any world.
"Yu Yung-an…the layers are being rewritten."
"The future…has deviated from every known path."
"We… can't go back."
"The rules of this world…are breaking apart."
"The third path…has torn through the fabric of time."
Fragments of the timeline,pulled toward an unknown future—
"This is no longer the world you knew."
"Welcome…to a new future."
A deafening collapse echoed through the void,and Yu Yung-an's consciousnesswas swallowed by the vortex of time.