The moment Yu Yung-an stepped into the fissure,
a powerful force pulled him into a world beyond the layers of time.
The cold glow of Tuesday flickered in the distance,while the warm radiance of Friday began to fade,but now—
The light of the 'third point of convergence'was weaving together a space beyond comprehension.
"The realm where fate intertwines… has opened."
Yu Yung-an felt his existence being stretched,as though he was simultaneously existing within countless timelines.
——In the world of Tuesday,he saw himself trapped in endless cycles,breaking and restarting again and again.
——In the world of Friday,he saw a future that was never chosen,where Zhang Zhi-an stood alone under the evening glow,staring at a forgotten destiny.
"But…"
Now,a new timeline unfolded before Yu Yung-an—
"This is neither the cycle,nor the future shaped by choice."
"This is… the realm where fate intertwines."
"The third point of convergence… is reshaping the structure of time."Yu Yung-an's consciousness was pulled into a realm beyond understanding,and he felt himself no longer just being "Yu Yung-an,"but beginning to merge with Zhang Zhi-an's existence.
"The Spiral of Variables—Where Fate is Reconstructed."
"This place… is not bound by a single choice,but where all unchosen possibilities intertwine."
"I… can see it…"
——In one timeline, Yu Yung-an chose to remain in Tuesday,forever trapped in the loop.——In another timeline, Zhang Zhi-an stepped into Friday,but his existence began to fade away.——And in yet another timeline,neither of them had ever met,and fate was still waiting to be chosen.
"This is… the Spiral of Variables."
"The third point of convergence is not just a meeting point,but a place where all unchosen choices merge,creating infinite possibilities."
"My choices and Zhang Zhi-an's… are beginning to intertwine."
"If I choose to move forward…"
Yu Yung-an's consciousness resonated with countless timelines,and he felt himself splitting into infinite versions of "himself."
"But… if I make the wrong choice…"
He saw the possible futures—
——One where he became trapped in the eternal loop of Tuesday,——Another where Zhang Zhi-an was erased completely from existence,——And one… where they both lost each other forever in the intertwining timelines.
"The fracture in fate will lead to vastly different futures."
"The third point of convergence…is not the end of choice,but the beginning of infinite variables."
"If I choose the wrong future…everything will be trapped in an endless cycle of intertwining echoes."
"But if I find the true point of convergence…"
"Our fates…will no longer be bound by the constraints of time,but reshaped beyond all rules."
"At the core of the third point of convergence… lies the Gate of Fate Remaking."
"This place… is the boundary where fate is remade."
Yu Yung-an's gaze locked onto the flickering light of the convergence,and at the heart of the convergence,he saw a door—
"The Gate of Fate Remaking… is waiting for me to choose."
"Zhang Zhi-an…"
Yu Yung-an whispered softly,but this time,the voice that answered himwas not just his own echo,but—
"I have always been here…"
"...Where… am I?"
Zhang Zhi-an's consciousness stirred from the depths of chaos,his vision was blurred,but the air carried a sense of unease—
A place that belonged neither to Tuesday nor Friday.
"The Realm of Convergence… Have I returned?"
The sounds that reached his ears were not from the real world,but a deep, echoing whisper—
"This place… is a realm where timelines converge?"
Zhang Zhi-an furrowed his brow slightly,but in the next moment,a wave of unfamiliar yet strangely familiar memories surged into his mind.
"These memories… Are they mine?"
——The endless cycle of Tuesday,——The future of Friday that was never chosen,——Yu Yung-an standing at the convergence point,trying to break the boundaries of fate…
"No… these memories…"Zhang Zhi-an's vision wavered,and those fragments—
"They're not mine,yet they appear vividly in my mind."
"Yu Yung-an's memories?"
"How… is this possible?"His expression turned confused,but the fragments of memories continued to intertwine,each detail,every moment Yu Yung-an had experienced—
"I remember them… as if I lived through them."
"Memories blending, boundaries dissolving."
"The Realm of Convergence… is altering our memories."
Zhang Zhi-an felt his consciousness splitting,he was no longer just "Zhang Zhi-an,"but something caught in between,fusing Yu Yung-an's memories with his own.
"I… saw Yu Yung-an's choices,saw him standing alone in the unchosen future of Friday,guarding the truth that was never revealed."
"But I…"
Zhang Zhi-an looked down,what he held in his hand was no longer the familiar threads of time,but a tangled web of intertwined fate.
"These… were never supposed to be mine."
"A New Variable Has Begun to Form."
"The third point of convergence…is not just altering the future,but blending our existence."
Zhang Zhi-an's gaze sharpened,but he could feel it—
"Yu Yung-an's memories…are seeping into my consciousness."
"Am I… still Zhang Zhi-an?"
"Or…have I become a part of Yu Yung-an?"
"Blurred Boundaries, A New Variable Emerging."
"Our existence…is no longer distinct…"
"This is the power of convergence…"
"But if the boundaries continue to dissolve…we will no longer be able to tell who we really are."
"After the point of convergence,
our future will no longer be certain."
Zhang Zhi-an lifted his gaze,and what he saw before him—
"The convergence of Tuesday and Friday,forming this 'spiral of variables.'"
"And our memories…have already begun to reshape."
"If we cannot distinguish ourselves…
the balance of the timelines will collapse entirely."
"The variable of choice…
is beginning to spiral out of control."