Secret Legacy

Secret Legacy

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Im Spencer, I live in the year 2068 where the planet has gone down hill. Mortal Blade is the only thing keeping the world going. Then one day the games creator Caleb decided to pass it off to the winner of a contest he was having. That wouldn't be so bad if I didn't accidentally run into an old 'friend' to turn my life upside down (This is a collaboration that im doing with ZloverOneMillion, so go check her side out. This is my first story like this, so lets see where it goes.)
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What if you could relive the apocalypse... every damn day? Ethan Reyes: 20-year-old coder in steamy Florida, nursing a crush on sketch artist Lila, surviving roommate Jake's antics, and haunted by his dad's cosmic vanishing act. Until 10 a.m. glitches reality. The sky tears. Reaper Light blasts down, torching cities, dissolving flesh, silencing screams. Ethan incinerates-then jolts awake, 24 hours back. Same buzz. Same brew. Doom clock reset. Nightmare? Curse. He tests it: lotto wins, frozen watch at doomsday hour. Now he's hacking shadows-a rogue NASA quantum lab, alien signals hunting loopers. Allies emerge: Lila's prophetic art igniting sparks (and romance); Jake's grins cracking under pressure; Prof. Voss, her gaze hiding world-shattering code. Loops choke tighter. Truth drops: Not chaos-a vengeful cosmic invite, sparked by human arrogance. Screw up, and it's permanent endgame. Pals perish for keeps. Love chars away. World fades in infinite what ifs. Ethan races his echo: shatter the cycle, shield his circle, stare down the Reaper in the glass. Tick-tock. 24 hours. Game over-again.

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