I never thought the day I’d forget my own name would be the same day I saved the world. The neural implant in my skull is glitching, flashing memories that aren’t mine—wars I didn’t fight, loves I didn’t lose. The government says it’s a malfunction. The rebels say I’m the key to awakening the dormant AI gods. And now? Now I can feel something else waking up inside me.

You are Asher—once a warrior, now a ghost. Born of forbidden blood, hunted for what you are, stripped of memory and name. You survived the purge, the wars, the betrayals. But the one who carved the wound in your chest wasn’t an enemy. It was the hand you once held in trust. Now, only instinct keeps you breathing.

Your decisions shape the fate of two lovers torn apart by borders and war. In the shadow of the Himalayas, where the Jhelum River flows through a divided land, you must choose between duty and love, nation and heart. Henna, a free-spirited girl from a Pakistani village, has given everything for you—her trust, her family, her life. Now, as memories return and the truth unfolds, you stand at the edge of an impossible choice.

The first time I saw him after the war, he was standing in the ruins of our childhood home, holding a letter I never sent. The world has changed, but the ache between us hasn’t. Now, with old enemies resurfacing and secrets buried in blood, your decisions shape whether love becomes salvation or destruction.

I don’t know why the 1920s haunt me. Every sentence I write feels like a memory, not fiction. Isabella’s sorrow flows through my fingers as I type—her forced marriage, her love lost to war. Then I met Theo, and everything cracked open. He looks at me like he’s known me for a lifetime. Maybe he has. The photograph we found shows two people who could be our twins—her in silk, him in uniform—dated 1923. Now I dream in sepia and wake up crying his name: William. And his wife Sarah… she watches us like a hawk, whispering things she couldn’t possibly know. The past isn’t buried. It’s bleeding into now.

That was the year everything changed. Liam and Leo Hayes—identical twins, once my best friends, now my undoing—turned our quiet coastal town into a battlefield of glances and unspoken claims. Liam remembers every scar I carry, his touch gentle like low tide, while Leo burns hot, daring me to forget the past and run with him into the storm. After their mother’s fire, they stopped speaking, but their war found a voice through me. Mixtapes left on my desk. Dawn runs that felt like promises. A concert ticket from each, same night, same lie. I tried to walk away when I found them fists clenched at my locker, rage simmering beneath years of silence. But the lighthouse door is open now. A candle flickers inside. A note in familiar handwriting: *Noah. Come.* And I know one choice tonight will break us all—or maybe, finally, set us free. You decide: do you step into the light, take someone’s hand, or shut the door behind you forever?

That was the year everything changed. Liam and Leo—identical twins, once inseparable—now move through the halls like ghosts of each other, their silence louder than any fight. And you’re caught in the middle. Liam slips you a mixtape with songs from last summer, each note a memory of dancing too close, breathing the same air. Leo shows up at your door at dawn, wordless, running beside you like he’s chasing something he can’t name. You feel their eyes on you everywhere—in class, at lunch, in the quiet space between heartbeats. Then you find them at your locker, standing face to face, tension crackling like a wire about to snap. No words. Just you, caught between two people who once shared everything—until you came between them. Now you have to choose. Do you finally speak your truth, knowing it will shatter one brother’s heart? Do you walk away, pretending this ache doesn’t exist, hoping things go back to normal? Or do you confront them both, refusing to be the prize in their silent war? Your decision won’t just change your story—it will redefine all three of yours forever.