The year is 2635. Humanity stands on the brink of extinction.
For over a century, Earth has been under relentless assault by supernatural beings—creatures of unimaginable power that emerged from rifts between dimensions. Cities were destroyed, governments toppled, and the skies burned with storms unlike any the world had ever seen. The world, once bustling with life, now lay in ruins, with the last remnants of human civilization hanging by a thread. The only hope left for humanity was a final, desperate gamble: to rewrite the past and undo the chain of events that led to this catastrophe.
It began in 2492. A sudden rift, an opening in the fabric of space-time, tore through the sky and unleashed these creatures upon the Earth. No one knew where they came from, nor why the rift appeared. But one thing was certain: they were not of this world. Humanity initially tried to fight back, but as the years went on, the invaders only grew stronger. In 2517, the Great Wars erupted—nations clashed with one another, not just against the invaders, but over blame, fear, and desperation. By 2540, it became apparent that exposure to these creatures had a strange effect on humans. Some began to manifest abilities—mutations and powers beyond the scope of anything seen before. This was the dawn of a new form of human evolution, born of chaos.
However, these powers were not enough to turn the tide.
By 2590, the world had fractured into isolated strongholds. Cities were fortified, desperate attempts were made to survive, but the human race was slowly dying out. In 2613, a breakthrough occurred. A new global government, the Central Authority, formed and began to unite the surviving human factions. For the first time in a century, humanity had a semblance of unity, and they were determined to use this chance to fight back. They launched Project Chronos, an ambitious and risky plan: to send someone back in time, far enough to prevent the rift from ever opening.
Deep beneath the earth, hidden in a facility known as the Nexus Core, the final preparations for the mission were underway. This was humanity's last hope.
Alexia, a 22-year-old soldier, stood at the center of the machine designed for time travel. She had never asked for this. She had only been present at the facility as part of a security detail when the unthinkable happened. A malfunction. A surge of energy. And in the blink of an eye, she was trapped in the event horizon of humanity's final attempt to change its fate.
As the countdown reached its final moments, alarms blared and the ground beneath her trembled. The energy levels surged beyond what the system was capable of handling, and everything around her exploded into light. The last thing she felt was the intense pressure as time and space seemed to fold in on themselves.
And then—nothing.
When Alexia opened her eyes, the world had changed. The familiar hum of machines was gone. The walls of the facility were intact, and everything seemed eerily still. There was no chaos, no panic, just a profound silence. As she staggered to her feet, disoriented, she could feel the weight of the situation pressing down on her. Something was wrong. She wasn't in the same place—or rather, she wasn't in the same time.
The facility, which had been on the verge of collapse just moments before, was now pristine, untouched by the ravages of war. Alexia took a shaky breath, her heart pounding in her chest. She stepped forward, her mind racing as she tried to process what had just happened.
A screen on the wall flickered to life, displaying the date:
August 26, 2491.
The day before everything had changed.
The day before the rift opened and unleashed chaos upon the Earth.
Alexia stood there, the weight of the knowledge she carried settling heavily on her shoulders. She was in the past—before the end of the world as she knew it. And she was the only one who knew what was coming.
With a deep breath, she clenched her fists, steeling herself for what was to come. The fate of humanity rested on her shoulders, and she could not afford to fail.