The Spare's Second Chance in Apocalypse-Chapter 11: Ch : Good Bye to a sad end- Part 2

Selene was floating.

Somewhere in the darkness, she could hear a faint buzzing sound, like static on an old television screen.

It was distant at first, a dull hum that barely registered in her consciousness. But as time passed—if time even existed in this strange place—it grew louder.

Bzzz. Bzzz.

The sound crackled, breaking apart the silence around her. The world felt cold and hot at the same time. It lulled her into sleep and then woke her up rudely.

She wasn't sure if she was dreaming or awake. Her consciousness keep going in and our of focus.

In the midst of this all, she saw it.

A small flame flickered in the void before her. It was a soft orange at first, steady and warm, like the comforting glow of a candle. But something was happening to it.

Red was seeping into it, spreading like ink in water, consuming it from the inside out.

Selene stared, entranced.

She didn't know why, but something about the flame called to her. It was the same color as the core she held not too long ago.

And just like that core, this one called for her to touch it as well.

She lifted her hand and reached toward it, fingers trembling.

The moment she touched it—

The world shattered.

It was as if reality had been nothing more than fragile glass, and she had just smashed it apart with her own hands.

Everything erupted into a mosaic of color, breaking apart in jagged pieces, shifting and twisting like the distorted screen of an old, broken television.

Selene's breath caught.

She didn't understand what was happening.

She wanted to pull away—

But the flame melted into her skin.

A flash of white.

[New User found...Binding interface...Process awakening...]

A blinding, all-consuming light.

Then—

Gasp.

Selene's eyes flew open, her chest heaving as if she had been drowning and had just broken through the surface of the water.

She wasn't floating anymore.

She was falling.

With a loud thud, she crashed onto the floor. The hard impact sent pain jolting through her side, and for a moment, she just lay there, stunned.

Her heart was pounding. Her breathing was erratic. Selene's mind refused to comprehend what happened to her. All she knew was that she had been trapped in a nightmare and she had finally been allowed out of it.

She reached up, pressing a shaking hand against her chest—

And froze.

Her fingers felt solid.

Warm.

For a second, she thought she was imagining it. But no, she could feel herself.

She was... whole....and unhurt.

Her mind reeled, but before she could even begin to process what was happening, her eyes caught something strange.

Her hand.

It looked different.

Perhaps, that was the wrong thing to say. It did not look different, just not how she was used to seeing it.

Her scars she had gained after her hard-work and sacrifice were no longer there. Her hands also looked more delicate.

Smaller.

Smoother.

Selene's breath hitched as reality crashed into her. There could have been a million reasons this could have happened, but her instincts told her that it was none of the conventional reasons.

No. This was something far beyond her scope and she felt like she was losing her mind over it.

She scrambled up, searching frantically for her phone. Her hands shook as she grabbed it from the bedside table and turned it on.

There were a million different powers in the world and it was theorised that nothing was impossible as long as one had power. But there were two things that had yet to be realized or proven, even with this.

Bringing a dead person back to life, and travelling back in time. Both were things that even the experts have declared as forbidden and too much.

And yet, Selene's circumstances pointed to the forbidden having been achieved.

The screen lit up, revealing the date.

Four years.

She had gone back four years.

Selene stared.

She couldn't breathe.

Her hands were ice cold, her vision blurring as her mind struggled to accept what she was seeing.

What felt like a miracle for most people felt like a nightmare to her. Going back four years meant living through four more years of disappointment and hardship. She was not built to take this much.

No. No. No. This wasn't real. This couldn't be real.

Her body trembled as she stumbled toward the mirror on the other side of the room.

When she saw her reflection—

A younger version of herself staring back—

Something inside her snapped.

Selene let out a shaky laugh.

Then another.

And then—

She broke.

A strange, hysterical sound escaped her lips. Half a laugh, half a sob. Her voice was loud enough to even bring people running over...that was, if there was someone around her who would care to listen.

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"N-Not everything is bad about this time, right? I-It's just four more years. The world is going to go down the drain any day now, so why does anything else matter?"

Selene laughed and sobbed at the same time. Her heart felt like it was going to rip itself out and crush itself. That was how much it hurt at the moment.

Her shoulders shook as she cried and laughed at the same time, caught between relief, horror, and overwhelming disbelief.

She had died.

She had felt herself die.

And yet—

She was here.

Alive.

And the world had turned back four years.

Why?

How?

What the hell had just happened?

She had done the impossible but she had nothing to show for it. She just felt relieved that she had been able to save her siblings' lives, but Selene could not even muster enough energy to head out and seek them out.

After what happened, Selene felt physically and mentally exhausted and she threw herself back in her bed.

Even the blank room she lived in did not feel like it was hers. It felt like borrowed space.

"Right, I should get out of here and get some fresh air....maybe get out of this house as well while I have the time."

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