" Hey, wake up," The TimeKeeper said, a fairly tall man with sparkling yellow eyes, with chronicles that hang from his pocket watch.
Arian, a boy with curly orange hair, dressed in old classical attire in a Victorian long vest. He slowly opened his emerald eyes to a room with different glowing dimensions with the time period under it and floating endless ticking clocks," Where am I? Is this a dream?" He looks around amazed, and he doesn't remember getting here, " and who are you?" Arian raises his eyebrow.
The TimeKeeper says, " I am the smartest guardian of all knowing The TimeKeeper is what they call me, you must have lost your memory during transportation."
The Timekeeper summons a special Time Capsule made out of gold with Arian's name on it ( Arian Frost 16 years old), Arian grabs the Time Capsule from The Timekeeper's hands wondering what's in it.
"Open it and you'll see everything you need."
"I guess..."
Skeptically he taps a button on the Capsule, it opens revealing vivid images of a random event that led him here, the memories all come back to Arian at once overwhelming his mind with what ended him in here, but something seemed off about it, a gap between his memory.
2030 March 30th- The Grand Room
" I'd like to make a toast to Herald Venchutti for being Lura Tech's best donor," the owner of Lura Tech with a robotic arm says.
The drones owned by Lura Tech zoom by with trays of the finest grape wine on them, encoded with strategic AI. Wine cups are held up high in the air with rich people from around the globe smiling eerily unsettlingly.
But there stand Arian and Violet in the crowd. Violet notices the skin-crawling guest, "Something here is off."
" Are you sure Alexander is here?" Arian asked, " I wanna get out of here as soon as I can."
" I am sure, it's on my tracker," Violet responded. The tracker beeps wildly, it was her own invention, " It definitely works, hours of hard work pay off."
" You're the inventor." Arian smiled.
Violet observant as always spots Alexander in a white luxurious tuxedo blending in with the crowd,
" There he is!"
Alexander looks around for anyone watching him, then opens the door to the back room suspiciously, holding some files. Alexander's shiny emerald ring blinks in Violet's eyes.
They both gave each other an agreeing nod.
Arian walked slowly through the crowd smiling like them to ' fit in'.
Arian walks with his chin up to look like a high order or son of a high order. He sees Violet going into the back room alone, but as he was looking the other way he bumps into a wealthy man. " Sorry," he turns around and looks at the freakish man with pale skin and emotionless eyes, just smiling. The man was Herald Venchutti the richest in the party, he seemed off as well. Herald stares at Arian as he walks by.
" freakish," a chill runs down his body, " but I gotta get to Violet, and quick " He pushes through the crowd going towards the bathroom door, they all smile at him as he passes by, " they look dead." He says to himself. Arian grabs the knob and slowly opens the door, a portal to another dimension appears. The Backroom is a mess, robotic tech malfunctioned, detailed writings on these technologies, and a paper from the file stack on the floor, " Dimensional portal."
Arian picks up the file off the floor, but without time the Portal has a strong force pulling him in. Arian flies into the portal covering his eyes from the strong light.
Then
Everything goes blank.
He opens his eyes back into the Time Room, " Violet!" He gasps for air. Arian looks at the TimeKeeper, " I don't remember anything, where is she? Where is Violet? "
The TimeKeeper warns, " the capsule only spans through one dimension not another, you see, you entered into another dimension that doesn't connect through each other, making a cracked rift, once you've seen your pass it erases, because reading it causes an imbalance in what you're supposed to remember." The Timekeeper taps his head at the ticking pace.
The time capsule Arian was holding shatters and turns into dust. He tries to grab the particles but just falls to his knees, hopeless.