Time was never meant to be touched.
The stopwatch was supposed to be a harmless tool… a way to undo mistakes, escape danger, cheat death. But every click drags something closer. Every rewind leaves a scar across the world that refuses to heal.
The world flickers. The sky stutters. Your past selves whisper in the static.
You didn’t reverse time. You fractured it.
Now the echoes want you to stop… or they want to take your place.
