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The Chrono Detective

In Neo-Pandora, 2247 time is a fragile commodity. The invention of the Temporal Engine granted humanity glimpses into the past and future—but at a catastrophic cost. Reality itself has begun to unravel, splintering into fractured timelines that bleed into the present. Amidst the neon-lit chaos of this dystopian metropolis, Detective Elias Voss, a disgraced chrono-physicist turned private investigator, survives by solving cases tied to temporal anomalies. Haunted by a failed experiment that scarred him with the ability to see time’s fractures, Elias walks the razor’s edge between the past’s ghosts and the future’s shadows.  When Dr. Lila Kane, a desperate Temporal Institute scientist, begs for his help, Elias is thrust into a conspiracy that threatens to erase Neo-Pandora from existence. A rogue experiment has unleashed a time rift fueled by the Fractured Hourglass, a mythical artifact rumored to hold dominion over time itself. As Elias and Lila race to stop the rift, they uncover a chilling truth: the Hourglass is merely a fragment of the Chrono Core, an ancient power capable of rewriting history—or erasing it entirely.  But the Core’s secrets are guarded by shadowy forces. From the neon-drenched underworld to the Institute’s ivory towers, Elias confronts rogue time travelers, paradox-born monsters, and his own fractured memories. Every step closer to the Chrono Core warps reality further, forcing Elias to question what—or who—is truly real. As the rift consumes the city, he must decide whether to repair time… or shatter it to save humanity Will Elias Voss outrun the ghosts of his past, or will time itself become his greatest enemy?  The Chrono Detective is a high-stakes journey through a collapsing world where every second counts—and every choice could doom reality itself. 
Sparkz27 · 2.3K Views

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As the saying goes, "Hard times create strong men." It’s a phrase the Valorian nobles love to throw around, a shiny little motto they use to justify their oppression of the lower classes. Up there, near the sky, where the air is cleaner and the sun actually reaches, they live in their glittering towers, untouched by the rot that festers below. Down here, in the depths, it’s a different story. Rats gnaw on the corpses of those killed for a few dollars or maybe it was just a bar fight that went wrong, ending with one of the responsables with a bullet to the head. Who knows? Who cares? That’s just life at the lower levels. Brutal, ugly, and short. I’m one of the lucky ones, if you can call it that. Thanks to my aunt’s tireless efforts, I managed to claw my way into the Valorian Military Academy. Don’t let the fancy name fool you... it’s just a glorified cannon fodder factory. But hey, at least I get paid while I’m here, and that’s more than most lowlifes like me can say. Still, the question gnaws at me... Will I even live long enough to pay my aunt back for everything she’s done for me? Cadets like me are sent on patrols to "maintain order" in the lower districts, which is just a polite way of saying we’re thrown into the meat grinder. The mafias down here don’t care about uniforms or badges. They’ll kill you just for looking at them wrong. And today? Today’s my first time leading a small squad of cadets on patrol. We’ve been assigned to one of the "safest" areas in the lower districts... as if such a place even exists. The air is thick with the stench of decay, and the streets are lined with hollow-eyed faces that have seen too much and given up on hope. But that’s not even the worst part. No, the worst part is her.... This cheeto-headed girl!!
Shazorwy · 6.3K Views
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