Before the repeating days, before the village became a loop, Lyra was just a curious 14-year-old girl full of dreams.
She lived in a quiet home with her grandmother, who always told her stories of the outside world—the cities where floating towers touched the sky, the forests where beasts turned into men, and the libraries that whispered back when you read aloud.
Lyra wanted to see them all.
But Grendale was small. Safe. The elders warned against travel. "The world is dangerous," they said. "Stay where the prophecy protects you."
And when Lyra insisted, the village changed.
She awoke one day to the same sky, same people, same greetings. At first, she thought it was coincidence. Then she realized—everyone was repeating.
Everyone but her.
She tried to escape. Every time, something stopped her. The gate would vanish. Her body would freeze. The world would rewind.
She screamed into the void. No one heard her.
Until the man with violet eyes arrived.
Yuu.
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