Light.
Endless light.
Aarav felt nothing.
No pain.
No sound.
Just… silence.
Then—
He opened his eyes.
🌤️ A bright sky.
Warm sunlight.
Soft wind.
Aarav blinked.
Confused.
"Where… am I…?"
Everything looked… normal.
No cracks.
No glitches.
No darkness.
👉 A perfect world.
Aarav slowly stood up.
His body… was fine.
No wounds.
No memories of pain.
Only one thing remained—
👉 A strange emptiness in his chest.
"Something's… missing…"
He walked through the streets.
People smiling.
Talking.
Living.
Everything felt real.
Too real.
Then—
He saw a familiar place.
A small café.
Aarav's heart skipped a beat.
"Why does this place feel… known?"
He stepped inside.
And then—
👉 He saw her.
Meera.
Sitting at a table.
Laughing.
Alive.
Aarav froze.
His lips trembled—
"Meera…?"
She looked at him.
But her eyes—
Showed no recognition.
"Sorry… do I know you?" she asked politely.
⚡⚡⚡
Aarav's world collapsed.
"What…?"
He walked closer.
Slowly.
Desperately.
"It's me… Aarav…"
Meera frowned slightly.
Trying to remember.
But then she shook her head.
"I think you're mistaken…"
💔
Aarav felt his chest tighten.
"No… this can't be happening…"
Tears filled his eyes.
"You… you were with me… we—"
He stopped.
Because suddenly—
👉 His memories started fading.
Fragments breaking.
Her smile.
Her voice.
Her death.
Everything.
"No… no NO—!"
Aarav grabbed his head.
"I can't forget… I can't—"
But it was slipping away.
Like it never existed.
Meera stood up.
Concerned.
"Hey… are you okay?"
Her voice…
So close.
Yet so far.
Aarav looked at her.
One last time.
And whispered—
💔 "I found you… in every universe…"
💔 "And I lost you… in all of them…"
Meera didn't understand.
She just looked at him—
Like a stranger.
⚡⚡⚡
Aarav stepped back.
His tears stopped.
His memories—
Gone.
Completely.
Now…
He was just another person.
In a normal world.
Without her.
Without the truth.
Without the pain.
Days passed.
Aarav moved on.
Or at least…
That's what it looked like.
But sometimes—
Late at night—
He would look at the sky.
And feel something.
👉 A strange sadness.
A name… on the edge of memory.
"Me…"
But it never completed.
Never returned.
⚡⚡⚡
Meanwhile—
Far beyond—
Across realities—
Fragments still existed.
Broken.
Scattered.
And in the dark—
Something opened its eyes.
👁️
💀 "Not… over…" 💀
💀💀💀
TO BE CONTINUED…
"Even after forgetting… some connections refuse to die." 😨🔥