The Millisecond of Memory
## Act I: The Fractal Collapse The end did not come with a roar, but with a glitch. Marcus stood in the center of the Chronos-Plaza, watching as the sky began to peel away like old wallpaper, revealing a blinding, white void beneath. The laws of physics were not breaking; they were being revoked. Gravity became a suggestion; time became a physical geography. He saw his own childhood home...
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