Whenever, Forever
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Echo sees death. Or maybe, death sees him.
Trapped between delusion and reality, Echo searches for meaning in a world where time bleeds, crows whisper secrets, and his only anchor-Riven-might never have existed.
As his mind fractures, one truth remains:
Not everything that's real is true.
And not everything that's true is real.
Born into a strange family cursed-or blessed-with otherworldly gifts, Echo carries the cruelest one of all: the ability to see the life expectancy of every person around him, printed in bold, unchanging numbers above their heads. For him, life is a countdown. Death is a routine. Hope is a distant, dying star.
But everything changes when he meets someone... different.
A boy with no numbers. No countdown.
Nothing at all.
Riven doesn't just defy Echo's ability-he erases it.
And that should be impossible.
As ghostly phantoms draw closer and time itself begins to unravel, Echo must face the truth:
Some people aren't meant to be seen.
Some are meant to be felt.
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