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Echoes Before It Happens - Part 19: Zaiyen’s Diary

 📓 Echoes Before It Happens: Zaiyen’s Diary  

🗓️ Part 19: The Truth I Choose  

✍️ By Zaiyen


The room wasn’t a room anymore.  

It felt like a **dimension made of pages**.  

Floating memories.  

Unwritten futures.  

Flickering pieces of timelines  

that never fully existed…  

until now.


And in front of me,  

the Third Diary glowed.  

Alive.


A choice pulsed on its final page:


> “Choose the truth you want to live.  

> Only one will remain.  

> The rest will be erased — including you.”


---


I looked at Ameya.


She wasn’t herself anymore.  

Or maybe… she was something **more**.


The Author was inside her,  

or maybe she *was* the Author all along.


> “Write the ending, Zaiyen,” she said.  

> “Before someone else writes it for you.”


But I was scared.  

What if I chose wrong?


What if choosing a reality  

means killing the others?


What if I chose… a lie?


---


Then I realized something.


The diary never asked me to choose  

**the truth**.


It asked me to choose  

**my** truth.


So I opened the final page.  

Took the pen.  

And I wrote:


> “I am not a story.  

> I am the storyteller.”


---


Everything stopped.


The pages froze in midair.  

The Third Diary sealed shut.  

Ameya… returned to herself.


The ink that once controlled me —  

it turned to light  

and entered my chest.


I felt something shift.


I wasn't just reading fate anymore.


I was **rewriting it**.


---


The last message appeared:


> “You broke the loop.  

> Now… create.”


🖋️ — Zaiyen


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