Ezra stood in front of General DRAEV, leader of the Old Rebels. Her clothes were torn and her face was covered in dust from the crash. “I’m from the future,” she said again, trying to sound calm. “I didn’t come to fight.”
DRAEV looked at her with sharp eyes, still unsure if Ezra was telling the truth. Around them, the other Old Rebels were gathering, staring at Ezra like she was some alien creature. And in their eyes… fear.
Not far from there, more pieces of the future city had crashed into the land. Buildings of glass and metal stuck out of the earth like fallen towers. From those ruins, small groups of Future Rebels climbed out — lost, confused, and scared. They were used to flying cars, robots and clean energy. Now, they saw forests, wild animals and angry looking strangers holding swords and arrows.
To them, it felt like they had been thrown into a barbaric world.
The Old Rebels watched these future people walk out of the smoke, wearing glowing armor and holding tools they couldn’t understand. Some looked like weapons. The Old Rebels whispered among themselves:
“Are these aliens?”
“Is this another trick from the Empire?”
“Are we being invaded?”
Fear turned to anger. One small mistake was all it took.
A frightened Old Rebel shot an arrow toward a Future Rebel scout. The arrow hit.
That was the moment everything broke.
The Future Rebels saw their friend fall. They thought it was an attack — so they fired back with energy weapons. One blast tore through the trees. Fire spread. Screams filled the air.
A full fight started.
On one side: rebels with swords, fire, and fury.
On the other: rebels with lasers, drones and shields.
Ezra ran through the battlefield, shouting, “Stop! You don’t understand — we’re on the same side!” But no one listened.
The Old Rebels thought Ezra had tricked them. Some tried to capture her. The Future Rebels thought Ezra had joined the enemy. Some even shot at her.
Everything Ezra had hoped for – peace, unity a better future – was falling apart in front of him.
Blood spilled on both sides.
Friends were lost.
Trust was broken.
And the time rift above the sky
It kept growing… slowly tearing both worlds apart.
Ezra dropped to her knees in the middle of the chaos, his voice lost in the noise. The war between timelines had begun.
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