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RIFTWORN

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Born in the slums and forged by the apocalypse, Aren Vale never expected a future. Then his dormant spatial ability ignites, pulling him into Astra Academy—home of the elite. Weak. Unstable. Underrated. Aren begins at the very bottom. But with monsters invading through the Rifts and darkness moving behind the scenes, even the smallest power can change the world—if he survives long enough to grow it.
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Chapter 1 - ASH DOWN

The sun never really rose in my district. It only pushed the darkness back a little — just enough to show the broken towers and the ash drifting through the air. People said the world used to be brighter before the Wraithfall, but I was born long after that. All I knew were ruins and survival drills.

My name is Aren Vale, and on the morning everything changed, I was just trying to get water before the pumps shut down again.

The line was long, as usual. Nobody talked. Nobody looked at each other. Silence is safer in a place where sound attracts things you don't want to meet.

I kept my hood up, hands in my pockets, the same routine every day. Then the ground trembled — not a quake, but the sharp pulse that meant a Tear was forming somewhere near the district. People froze. A few backed away. Nobody ran. Running gets you noticed.

I felt it before I saw it — a pressure in the air, like someone pushing a knife against my chest. My breath caught. The crowd started whispering the thing everyone feared:

"Wraith…"

Not here. Not this close.

Then the alarms screamed across the ruins.

A rush of panic hit the street, bodies pressing past me, shoving, sprinting for shelter. I didn't move at first. I was staring at the sky — at the thin spiral of black energy tearing open above the rooftops.

A Tear. A real one. Not a drill. Not a rumor.

And something was coming out of it.

My hands started shaking, but my legs finally listened. I pushed through the crowd, heading for the safer streets. I should've been scared, but all I felt was a strange numbness — the same feeling I always got when the world showed me how small I really was.

Then it happened.

A blast of pressure slammed into the district. Windows shattered. Dust exploded upward. People fell. I hit the ground hard, ears ringing.

When I opened my eyes, the Tear was still there… but something else was too.

A faint ripple in the air.

Like space itself had bent — for just one second — around me.

I didn't know what it was yet.

I didn't know that this moment would pull me out of the ruins and into the Academy.

I didn't know it was the start of everything.

All I knew was this:

Something inside me had awakened.

And the world felt it.