Boundary of the Third Point of Convergence
Zhang Huan-An's heart pounded louder, the echoes no longer just whispers from the depths of time but now mingled with Yu Yung-an's voice.
"I have always been here."
This voice did not come from a distant timeline but resonated within his very consciousness. Zhang Huan-An's vision blurred, caught between overlapping memories, unsure if he was still that lone guardian of fate.
"Are these… Yu Yung-an's memories… or mine?"
A sharp pain pierced through his mind, as fragments of countless timelines surged—
——The endless loop of Tuesday,——The unchosen future of Friday,——And the distorted light behind the Gate of Fate Remaking.
Zhang Huan-An's gaze lifted toward the flickering light before him.
"The Third Point of Convergence…"
"This is not just the beginning of choice, but where all possibilities intertwine."
His fingers trembled. He knew this moment's choice would shape not just his own fate, but—
"Our future…"
Fracture at the Convergence: The Boundary Begins to Collapse
A strange pulse filled the air. Zhang Huan-An felt his existence being stretched, consciousness blurring as if every timeline was pulling him in different directions.
"I can see it…"
He murmured softly, glimpsing the myriad of futures—
——In one, he chose to remain trapped in the loop of Tuesday.——In another, he stepped into Friday only to be erased from existence.——And in one where no choice was made, he and Yu Yung-an forever missed each other.
"But… this time…"
Zhang Huan-An took a deep breath. As his consciousness fractured, he saw a light that did not belong to Tuesday or Friday—
"The Third Point of Convergence… is reshaping the future…"
Yu Yung-an's Memories Bleed Through: The Boundaries Dissolve
Yu Yung-an's voice echoed softly in his mind, gentle but resolute—
"If we don't reclaim our existence…""The balance of time… will collapse entirely."
Zhang Huan-An's vision wavered as his memories blended with Yu Yung-an's. Their consciousnesses were no longer separate.
"We… are no longer just ourselves…"
Zhang Huan-An saw himself standing at the edge of Tuesday, yet at the same moment, he saw Yu Yung-an's silhouette, watching from the convergence point of Friday. Their choices… were beginning to merge.
"This is not the end…"
"This is the beginning of remaking fate."
Zhang Huan-An's Choice: The Gate of Fate Awaits
"Zhang Huan-An…"
Yu Yung-an's voice echoed once more. But this time, Zhang Huan-An heard more than his voice—
"I… have always been here."
"The Gate of Fate Remaking… is waiting for our choice."
Zhang Huan-An's gaze locked onto the shimmering door at the heart of the convergence—
"This time… it's not just about making a choice…""It's about reshaping the variables of fate."
"The Third Point of Convergence…""Is where all futures begin."
Zhang Huan-An's gaze locked onto the shimmering door, the Gate of Fate Remaking standing before him like a boundary between realities. The cold glow of Tuesday and the fading warmth of Friday no longer dominated the realm—only the spiraling pulse of the Third Point of Convergence remained.
"This choice…"Zhang Huan-An's breath slowed. He could feel Yu Yung-an's consciousness intertwined with his own, their memories overlapping like reflections on fragmented glass.
"We… have already crossed the threshold."
The air grew heavier, time bending and folding in on itself as if the universe was holding its breath. Zhang Huan-An stepped closer to the gate, his fingers grazing the ethereal surface. The moment his skin touched the boundary, a cascade of voices echoed—
"Unchosen possibilities…""Endless variables…""A cycle waiting to be broken…"
Zhang Huan-An's vision was consumed by flashes of countless timelines, each one a reflection of a different choice—
——In one timeline, Yu Yung-an broke the cycle of Tuesday but was lost in the void.——In another, Zhang Huan-An reached Friday's future but sacrificed his existence.——In a world where they never crossed paths, fate remained bound by an endless loop.
"But this place…"Zhang Huan-An's voice was barely a whisper.
"This is where all choices converge…""The Spiral of Variables… has led us here."
Fate's Remaking: Boundaries Shattering
As Zhang Huan-An's thoughts converged with Yu Yung-an's, the door trembled—no longer just a boundary but a reflection of their intertwined destinies. The shimmering light at the core of the gate pulsed, echoing the fragments of their combined consciousness.
"Zhang Huan-An…"
Yu Yung-an's voice resonated from within the convergence, yet it was not merely a distant echo. It was as if the boundaries between them had dissolved completely.
"We're no longer just making a choice…"
"We're rewriting the very structure of time."
Zhang Huan-An's mind wavered as his memories tangled with futures that had yet to unfold. The lines between them blurred, and he could feel his existence slipping beyond singularity—
"If I take this step…""Will I still be Zhang Huan-An?"
But then, in that moment of uncertainty, he heard it—
"I am here…"
Yu Yung-an's voice was steady, anchoring him amidst the chaos of possibilities.
"We are not lost in this spiral of variables…""Because our choices… have brought us to this point."
The Gate of Fate Remaking Opens
Zhang Huan-An's resolve hardened. His fingers pressed against the shimmering surface, and in that instant—
The Gate of Fate Remaking opened.
A surge of radiant energy poured forth, engulfing them in the convergence of all realities. Zhang Huan-An and Yu Yung-an's consciousnesses collided, their timelines folding and unraveling as the fragments of all possible futures merged into one.
"This is…"
The spiral pulsed violently, and in the heart of the convergence, Zhang Huan-An saw—
"A reality where we are no longer bound by fate."
Zhang Huan-An stood silently before the Gate of Fate Remaking, its radiant light stretching before him like an intricate tapestry woven from countless timelines.
"This place… is not just where choices end, but where fate converges and begins anew."
The pulse of time echoed softly in his ears—a symphony of whispers from the past, present, and future, merging into an unseen vortex.
"The Third Point of Convergence… is not merely where variables overlap, but the very core where the threads of fate intertwine."
Zhang Huan-An could feel it. The unchosen possibilities were weaving together, creating a future that had never existed before.
Intertwined Consciousness: Fate Begins to Shift
Closing his eyes, Zhang Huan-An felt Yu Yung-an's memories and choices seeping deeper into his consciousness.
"His choices… his struggles…"
Fragments of memory flashed like shooting stars—
——In the endless loops of Tuesday, Yu Yung-an tried time and again to break free from the shackles of time but was unable to escape.——In the unchosen future of Friday, Zhang Huan-An stood alone beneath the evening glow, waiting for a destiny that never came.
"Our memories… have already intertwined."
When Zhang Huan-An opened his eyes again, the glow from the heart of the convergence reflected in them. He knew this was no longer just his decision—this was a fate woven by two souls.
"If we take this step together…"
"We won't just break the cycle—we'll rewrite the path of fate."
The Gate Opens: A Choice Intertwined
The light from the gate grew more intense, as if waiting for their final decision.
"Yu Yung-an…"
Zhang Huan-An whispered his name softly, no longer just an echo in his mind but a resonance that emerged from the depths of his soul.
"This time… we will not miss our chance."
His hand touched the gate once more, and the light surged through his fingertips, making the entire universe tremble in response.
Fate Remaking: The Choice to Reshape the Future
As the gate opened, a flood of possibilities unfolded before Zhang Huan-An's eyes—
——In one world, he and Yu Yung-an never crossed paths, separated by the boundaries of different timelines.——In another, they chose to break free from time's constraints but were consumed by the endless variables, lost in the spirals of unchosen futures.——And in one reality, they found the true point of convergence, remaking fate itself and freeing themselves from the rules of time.
"The choice… has arrived."
Zhang Huan-An felt an indescribable force pulling at him, urging him to make the ultimate decision.
"This time… we choose together."
"And the threads of fate… will be remade by our hands."