At the End of All Parallel Worlds, You're Waiting for Me in Every Timeline
When Lin Shuying's necklace gave off an eerie blue glow on a rainy night, she stumbled into the sights of Shen Huan's gun.
As an agent of the Temporal Administration, he had been ordered to eliminate all anomalies. But just as he was about to pull the trigger, he saw his own lonely reflection in her eyes.
He let her go, at the cost of a warning: the collar's control device stabbed into his carotid artery with searing pain.
As they fled, they discovered that every time they met during a jump through time and space, the universe's entropy increased, hastening its collapse.
More deadly still, Lin Shuying began dreaming of the deaths awaiting them in every parallel world. In every timeline, Shen Huan died for her.
When the Administration activated its final purge protocol, Shen Huan tore off his bloodstained collar and snarled, “This time, I'll cross every possibility to find the one timeline where we can live together.”
She stood smiling at the end of a rift in time and space. “No. This time, I'll shatter into billions of stars and wait for you in every crack between timelines.”
