Location: The Hollow (Between Realms)
Time: Unknown. Reality: Fragmented.
Ash spiraled in the air like burned feathers.
Sera gripped her spear, facing the other version of herself the Hollow Sera, older, rougher, eyes filled with a grief that hadn't happened yet.
“You’re not real,” Sera said.
Hollow Sera tilted her head. “Neither are you. Not yet.”
Sera’s jaw clenched. “What is this place?”
The Hollow smiled with teeth. “A graveyard for gods who outlived their story.”
Above Them – Watching
High on an obsidian ledge, a creature with a porcelain mask and dozens of twitching wings took notes in a language made of screams.
It muttered:
> “Two fates. One vessel. The Hollow will choose.”
Back Below
Sera walked slowly, her boots echoing in the dead silence.
The Hollow followed li
