Julian felt it the moment he woke—a strange sense that something was missing. He couldn't identify what. It was like trying to remember a dream that had slipped away, a name that was on the tip of his tongue but wouldn't come.
Sarah was already awake, sitting on the edge of the bed, her face pale and troubled. "Julian. I feel like I've forgotten something. Something important."
Julian sat up, his heart racing. "I feel it too. Like there's a hole in my mind. Something that was there yesterday but isn't there today."
The First Ones appeared in the Hall of Echoes that morning, their forms agitated, their light flickering with alarm. The lead First One stepped forward, its voice filled with ancient concern.
"The Memory Fragments have been scattered. Pieces of the multiverse's history, eras
