Kiran sprinted through the crumbling streets, weaving through panicked crowds and falling debris. His lungs burned, his legs ached, but he didn’t dare slow down.

  Not with **the city actively collapsing behind him.**

  (Just a normal morning. Just another day in the life of Kiran, walking disaster magnet.)

  Another building groaned ominously, its foundation cracking as it tilted unnaturally. People screamed and scattered as a **fifty-story tower began to fall.**

  Kiran’s breath hitched.

  (Okay, yeah. That’s new.)

  The skyscraper wasn’t just **collapsing.**

  It was **shrinking.**

  No, not shrinking—**compacting.**

  The entire structure was condensing into itself, like an invisible hand was squeezing it into a smaller and smaller form. The air trembled with an unnatural hum, and within seconds, the once-massive building had been reduced to a **perfectly smooth, metallic sphere.**

  The sphere hovered in place for a brief moment—

  Then **shot into the sky** like a bullet, vanishing beyond the clouds.

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  Kiran stopped running.

  His brain refused to process what had just happened.

  Then—

  {Anomalous Spatial Event Detected. Cataclysm Progression: Stage 3 Initiated.}

  He did the only logical thing.

  “…Nope.”

  And kept running.

  Behind him, the city **continued to warp.**

  ---

  The **Akashic Record** had thrown the world into chaos.

  People had barely begun to understand the new reality before **disasters started happening.** Some places experienced extreme weather shifts, with deserts turning into frozen wastelands overnight. Some had forests growing so rapidly that entire highways were swallowed within hours.

  But cities?

  Cities were where the **worst things happened.**

  Places densely populated with humans—where evolution, adaptation, and latent abilities **all clashed together.**

  Kiran had watched the news. He had seen videos of **impossible** disasters happening worldwide.

  But this… this was the first time he was in the middle of one.

  And he **hated** that it felt normal.

  ---

  The city trembled again.

  This time, the **sky changed.**

  It rippled like water, colors shifting erratically as the air turned heavy. The sensation made Kiran’s skin crawl, like reality itself was struggling to hold together.

  {Dimensional Instability Detected. Anomalous Phenomena Expected.}

  [What does that even mean?!]

  Then, as if in response—

  The **moon vanished.**

  One second, it was there—full and looming closer than usual.

  The next, it was **gone.**

  The world fell into a deep, unnatural darkness as the absence of lunar light left only flickering city fires to illuminate the streets.

  Kiran didn’t stop running.

  He didn’t stop to question it.

  Because the moment the moon disappeared, the **stars started moving.**

  Like something **alive.**

  Like something was **watching.**

  ---

  Kiran reached the edge of the city, gasping for breath.

  The roads ahead were fractured, entire highways swallowed into the earth. There was no clear path forward—just devastation and chaos.

  And then—

  He felt **something shift.**

  Not around him.

  **Inside him.**

  {Life Experience Updated. Recalculating Class and Talent.}

  Kiran’s pulse spiked.

  Not again.

  {Title Upgraded: Harbinger of Misfortune → Catalyst of Chaos.}

  {Talent Mutation Detected. Cataclysm Magnet → Chaos Conductor.}

  [That doesn’t sound better at all!]

  Then—

  The sky **split open.**

  And the **stars began to fall.*