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    "We will meet again under the same star."


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    Those were the last words Selene said to me before she passed away, and I lost her forever. She had a way of smiling that could light up the darkest corners of my mind.


    As much as I tried to cling to those words, each day without her was a reminder of what I needed to overcome.


    Her death left me feeling lost, as if the world had gone dark. There was no immediate comfort, no easy way out, just a challenge I had to face.


    We would spend hours together, talking about anything and everything, and in those moments, she made me feel like I was the only person that mattered in the world. Those memories kept me going, even when the weight of her absence felt almost unbearable.


    Her death was sudden, a mystery that remains unexplained to this day. My anguish consumed me to the point where I sought answers from psychics and fortune-tellers, anything that could offer a supernatural explanation. But each attempt only left me with vague, meaningless responses. My anxiety reached its peak, with no clear path forward.


    I remember looking at myself in the mirror in my room. There I was, with messy black hair and faint dark circles under my eyes, reflecting all the accumulated exhaustion. It was then that a single, powerful thought seized me, clear and unyielding: "I would give anything to understand what happened."


    In one of those moments of reflection, I collapsed onto my bed. My eyes closed, and almost immediately, I drifted into an endless dream. It was there that I saw him for the first time.


    The dream was deep, wrapped in a darkness that made me feel small and insignificant. Yet, despite knowing I was dreaming, something about that place made me feel strangely aware, as if I wasn’t just a spectator in my own mind.


    In the midst of that darkness, a presence appeared that I could not ignore. He was dressed in a long, dark robe, his face hidden beneath a hood. Only a blue glow emanated from within the hood, a cold, piercing light that both intrigued me and filled me with curiosity.


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    I couldn’t see his face, but I could feel his power, his intensity. He spoke to me without words, and yet I understood every thought that crossed my mind.


    "I understand your anguish and despair," said the voice, resonating in my mind. "I come before you with the intent of offering you an opportunity, a chance to reunite with Selene."


    At first, I hesitated, trying to make sense of it all. "Who the hell are you? And how do you know about Selene?" I asked, my voice barely a whisper.


    "Your call was heard," replied the figure, his tone firm and almost threatening. "That desperate wish to give everything to understand her departure reached me."


    "But don''t be mistaken, Darius: this opportunity I offer you is one of a kind. There won''t be a second chance."


    His words hit me like a warning. For a moment, I wondered if this was real or just a dream, an illusion born from my exhausted mind. But if there was even the slightest chance that any of this was real, I couldn’t turn it down. My desperation and hope intertwined, clouding my judgment.


    "Alright," I murmured, barely aware of the consequences. "I accept."


    Before I could ask any questions, the figure turned toward one of the entrances and murmured, almost to himself:


    "Your fate is already sealed, even if you don’t know it yet."


    In that instant, I was taken to a vast, shadowy space, a place that seemed to exist outside of time. In front of me were three gigantic entrances, each glowing with a blue light, the same as the one that emanated from the hooded figure.


    Through those portals, I could see glimpses of different worlds, different eras, as if all of time was within my grasp.


    "You can be reborn," said the voice, firm yet distant. "You will be reborn eternally, but always in the same era where you first fell, facing the consequences of your actions. You will also have the ability to leap between eras. However, each time you do, your own power will consume you a little more. You must study and understand this force before you can master it, or you will end up lost among the ages. So, choose your leaps carefully, for the risk grows with every misuse."


    I didn’t reflect on the terms that were explained to me. Despair and hope clouded my judgment, and the faint possibility of finding her again was the only thing on my mind. I accepted, believing that somewhere, in some time, I could find her again.


    And so began my journey. A journey through lives and worlds, with the shadow of loss always chasing me, but also with the promise of hope driving me forward, and the belief that redemption might still be within my reach.