WNDR2616

Scythe Across Broken Time

You are the last Timekeeper, and your scythe just tore a hole through 1887 London, 2041 Neo-Lagos, and a war-scorched future that has no name yet — all at once. The Fracture Nexus has sealed around you like a fist, and three strangers who should never have met are already arguing over who gets to use you first. The clock on the wall is counting down, and every tick erases another year from existence.