By: Jayden Ho

The sun sank below the suburban horizon, casting eerie shadows on the quiet streets. I sat in my bedroom, eyes fixed on the glowing screen of my computer. I was just an ordinary seventeen-year-old, with messy brown hair and restless hazel eyes. Little did I know, my life was about to be changed forever.

As I clicked through an article on ancient civilizations, a strange warmth tingled through my fingertips. Confusion etched across my face as a shimmering crystal materialized in my palm. It pulsed with vibrant hues, as if containing miniature galaxies within its core.

“What the…?” I muttered, my heart filled with inexplicable excitement. I closed my eyes, gripping the crystal tightly. Suddenly, reality dissolved around me, replaced by a whirlwind of colors and sensations.

When I opened my eyes, I stood on a boundless grassy plain, crackling energy saturating the air. The night sky boasted constellations I had never seen before—strange and captivating, as if I had been thrust into an entirely different universe.

“Is this…real?” I whispered to myself, my heart racing as I realized the astronomical powers I possessed. With a mere thought, I could teleport between universes, rewriting history itself. A unique and invincible force surged through my veins.

As I traversed the multiverse, witnessing ancient battles and altering destinies, a creeping sense of responsibility gnawed at my soul. I couldn’t ignore the fact that my powers were altering the delicate balance of existence.

In one universe, I mended a torn timeline, averting a devastating war. In another, I brought forth a golden age of prosperity and enlightenment, where grandiose levitating cities adorned the skies and a harmonious alliance flourished between humans and mystical beings. Yet, amidst all the grandeur, I couldn’t escape the unsettling truth—my actions were unraveling the very fabric of reality.

Within the depths of a hidden library, I discovered an ancient tome, its pages pulsating with arcane symbols. Chills ran down my spine. I absorbed the chilling truth: my extraordinary power came at a grave cost. With every alteration, the multiverse teetered on the brink of collapse.

“What have I done?” I murmured, my voice trembling. “How do I fix this?”

A deep voice resonated within the library, as if speaking from within the pages of the ancient tome. “You hold the power to restore balance, young one,” it said. “But heed this warning: every change you make has consequences. The multiverse is fragile.”

I clenched my fists. “I won’t let everything crumble,” I declared, my voice unwavering. “I’ll find a way to make things right.”