
Aren Veyl dies. Not once. Not twice. Every path he takes ends the same way—dead at seventeen, forgotten like he never existed. Until something changes. He begins to remember. Different choices. Different deaths. The same ending. Then he sees it. A thin thread wrapped around his wrist—the thing deciding everything. So he cuts it. Now his future is gone. No fate. No path. No guarantees. And for the first time— Something in the world notices him.