Axel has the power to rewind time, a gift he thinks lets him erase mistakes and control his life. But every rewind comes with a cost, and every choice leaves a mark. In a world where actions echo across fractured timelines, Axel's dark secrets unravel in a chilling confession about power, guilt, and the impossible search for forgiveness. Play/Pause/Rewind. How far would you go if you could rewind your life and what happens when you realize you can never truly escape the past? A psychological horror story that will make you question what it means to change the course of time... and yourself. Tropes: Dark confessional narration, time travel with consequences, multiverse/parallel timelines, unreliable narrator, moral descent and redemption, psychological horror, abusive power and regret, violent protagonist anti-hero, tragic family dynamics, duplicated selves/clones. Content Warnings: Violence and graphic descriptions, sexual violence and assault, child abuse and exploitation references, drug use and overdose, mental illness and suicidal ideation, strong language, disturbing psychological themes, self-harm and trauma aftermath.

In the future, everyone who's bitten by a zombie turns into one... until Diane doesn't. Seven days later, she's facing consequences she never imagined. * * * * * As civilization collapses under a relentless wave of zombies, Diane and her friends take shelter in a military base. However, while she's rescuing another survivor, Diane gets bitten by one of the monsters. She hides it and runs away, knowing she only has days left to live. But she soon discovers she isn't turning into a zombie - she's turning into something else. --------- Excerpt: I looked up and stared. My reflection looked back at me in the mirror of the dark room. My eyes were literally glowing, there was no mistaking it. It was not a reflection of light, or any of the other excuses I had used or others had assumed. They were glowing a light sapphire blue color. It was not a bright glow, but it was definitely a glow. Glowing eyes were not normal. Okay, at this point I had to admit it, I was no longer normal. What was I then? For that, I had no answer [[Word count: 495,000]] Copyright August 2016. All Rights Reserved. Readers may not copy, alter, or steal this story. Fanfictions are allowed to use my *world* and *zombie rules* as long as credit is given. Cover was lovingly made by JimenaVivancoo.