[Fragment Memory Unlocked: Null-Jay (The Inverted Reflection)]
[Setting: A silent, white void between fragments of broken timelines — where time, memory, and meaning have lost all cohesion.]
There is no color here.
Only white. Blinding, endless white.
And silence — the kind that screams louder than any battlefield.
Null-Jay stood alone in the middle of it. No wind. No breath. Just his reflection, stretching infinitely across the void beneath him, echoing endlessly upward. His coat fluttered in a breeze that didn't exist. His shadow — didn't.
He didn't blink.
He didn't need to.
"I remember everything," he murmured, voice flat. "And that's the problem."
Each memory played like a corrupted tape reel — not his memories exactly, but Jay Arkwell's. The original. The failure. The fool who had dreams, fears, people.
And worst of all… hope.
Null had burned all that out of himself. Piece by piece.
