Location: System Fragment Hub // Unstable Reality Layer: 1.4b
Subject: Jay Arkwell | Cross-sync Active
The moment Jay opened his eyes, he wasn't sure whether he was in reality, a dream, or something in between. The floor beneath his feet cracked like porcelain, and a soft echo bounced through the colorless void he found himself floating in. Strings of fragmented code shimmered around him like the remnants of a shredded universe.
The silence wasn't comforting. It was anticipatory.
Then came the voice.
> "You've crossed the threshold, Jay."
It was his own voice— but more composed, deeper, and devoid of that lazy tone he'd always carried. Null-Jay stepped forward from the haze. His movements were refined, controlled. The usual disheveled hair was combed back, and his cloak bore arcane engravings that shimmered with glitching pulses.
Jay clenched his jaw.
> "I know you. Or at least… I thought I did."
Null's gaze was distant, analytical.
