📖 EDITION 19 — "THE DAY THE WORLD TURNED AWAY"
Season 1
Opening Scene
Dark clouds gathered above the Council City.
No birds sang.
No children laughed.
Even the wind felt heavy.
The mysterious book slowly opened to its next page.
Across it were written only six words.
"Every tragedy begins with one decision."
The Dreamer took a deep breath.
Dreamer
"...This is the day."
The Writer silently nodded.
Writer
"This..."
"...is the day everything changed."
The page began glowing.
The memory unfolded once more.
Years Ago...
The Council Hall was filled with tension.
Council members argued among themselves.
A dangerous anomaly had appeared beyond the borders of the Edition Universe.
Entire villages were disappearing.
Versions sent to investigate...
Never returned.
The Chief Councillor stood.
Chief Councillor
"We require volunteers."
Silence.
Nobody moved.
The mission was believed to be suicide.
Then...
The young boy stepped forward.
Young Boy
"I'll go."
Gasps filled the hall.
Council Member
"You're too inexperienced."
Young Boy
"If nobody goes..."
"More people will disappear."
The Council reluctantly accepted.
Beyond the Borders
The young boy wasn't alone.
Beside him stood...
Johan.
Malice.
The Shattered One.
Malice
"We told you."
He smiled.
Malice
"You never fight alone."
The four entered the forgotten lands.
Everything felt wrong.
Trees had turned black.
The rivers flowed backwards.
Even time itself seemed unstable.
Suddenly...
A scream echoed.
A group of young Versions had become trapped beneath collapsing ruins.
Without hesitation...
The young boy rushed forward.
Johan
"Wait!"
Too late.
The ruins collapsed.
Dust swallowed everything.
Minutes later...
The dust settled.
The young boy emerged.
He had rescued everyone.
But...
He had absorbed the strange corruption into his own body.
Dark veins slowly spread across his arm.
Shattered One
"You're infected..."
The young boy looked at his hand.
Young Boy
"...It's okay."
"As long as everyone else is safe."
Return to the Council
The four returned as heroes.
Or so they thought.
The Council immediately noticed the corruption.
The hall erupted into panic.
Council Member
"He's infected!"
Another
"Stand back!"
Guards surrounded the young boy.
Weapons were drawn.
Young Boy
"I don't understand..."
Chief Councillor
"The corruption cannot be allowed inside the Council."
Young Boy
"I saved them."
Silence.
Chief Councillor
"You also brought back the infection."
The young boy looked around.
Searching for someone...
Anyone...
To believe him.
Nobody stepped forward.
Except three.
Johan.
Malice.
The Shattered One.
They stood beside him.
Johan
"He saved lives."
Malice
"He deserves gratitude."
Shattered One
"Not chains."
The Council remained unmoved.
The Writer
The younger Writer slowly stood.
His hands trembled.
Everyone looked toward him.
He had the final vote.
If he defended the boy...
Everything would change.
If he didn't...
Everything would also change.
The Writer closed his eyes.
Young Writer
"...Seal him."
Silence.
Absolute silence.
The young boy froze.
Young Boy
"...What?"
Young Writer
"Until we know whether the corruption can spread..."
"...he must be imprisoned."
The young boy's heart shattered.
Young Boy
"You..."
His voice cracked.
Young Boy
"...Even you?"
The Writer couldn't meet his eyes.
The Chains
Massive golden chains emerged from the floor.
They wrapped around the young boy's wrists.
His legs.
His chest.
He didn't resist.
He simply stared at the Writer.
Not with hatred.
Not with anger.
With heartbreak.
Young Boy
"I trusted you."
Those four words echoed through the Council Hall.
No one spoke.
Johan lowered his head.
Malice crushed the stone floor beneath his feet.
The Shattered One silently cried behind his broken mask.
The chains dragged the young boy away.
Step...
After step...
After step...
He disappeared into the darkness.
As the giant doors closed...
He spoke one final sentence.
Young Boy
"I hope..."
"...one day..."
"...someone listens."
The doors slammed shut.
BOOM!
Back in the present...
The memory ended.
The Dreamer stood frozen.
Tears rolled down his face.
Dreamer
"They..."
"They created him..."
The Writer slowly fell to his knees.
For the first time...
He cried.
Writer
"I thought..."
"I was protecting everyone."
He buried his face in his hands.
Writer
"But all I protected..."
"...was my own fear."
The Dreamer gently placed a hand on the Writer's shoulder.
Neither spoke.
There were no words strong enough.
Far away...
On a lonely cliff...
Nemesis looked toward the stars.
He quietly whispered...
Nemesis
"I kept my promise."
Behind him...
Johan.
Malice.
And The Shattered One appeared from the darkness.
None of them spoke.
They simply stood beside him.
Just as they always had.
The screen slowly faded to black.
END OF EDITION 19
đź“– CONTINUATION
EDITION 20 — "THE BIRTH OF NEMESIS"
"A prison can hold a body... but not a broken soul. In the darkness of his chains, the boy's final hope dies—and Nemesis is born."