"The most dangerous enemies are the ones wearing your face." — Zara Vey
Scene 1: Timeline Axis ZY-42 – The Forest of Still Midnight
A silver moon hung unnaturally still over a silent forest. Time was frozen here. Not dead—paused. Every tree, every breath of wind, every sound… muted.
And then came the distortion.
A crack in the air hissed open like torn skin, and from it stepped the Null Omega.
Their leader towered in silence. Bulky. Non-human. Morph armor scorched black and red, blades forged from fractured morphing codes swirling at its back.
But what followed next wasn't a monster.
It was Kael.
—or rather, something wearing his face.
N-Kael, the Voidfire Red Ranger. Face hidden behind a fractured mask, voice distorted like glass screaming.
"Another timeline still standing. Not for long."
Behind him came more.
Noxis, the White Void Ranger — once Rin, now a spectral silhouette wreathed in pale light, moving like vapor, eyes hollow.
The Echo, the hollow shell of Ayla, whose voice repeated endlessly in the background like laughter echoing in a void.
Dreadthorn, tall and armored in jagged shadows, dragging a cleaver of rotted metal—Thorne's mirror, twisted by rage.
And finally, Null Mira, her body wrapped in shattered tech, eyes replaced with shifting code—her intellect rewritten into obedience.
"Execute. Cleanse. Collapse," Noxis whispered, voice devoid of life.
The Nulls spread through the forest—time resuming only to scream.
Scene 2: Phantom Atlas – War Table
The alarms blared.
Kael slammed his fist on the console as the hologram displayed the dying signal of ZY-42.
"That was one of the untouched timelines…"
Zara's face appeared. "Not anymore. Cipher's unleashed a fusion unit. Null Omega."
"Wait…" Mira pointed at the data feed. "Those signatures—"
Rin stepped forward. His eyes widened slightly.
"They're us."
"That's impossible," Ayla muttered. "I'm hilarious. They're terrifying."
Thorne growled. "So he's not just making puppets—he's making reflections."
Zara's voice was low.
"Nulls born from corrupted echoes of your timelines. They carry your weaknesses, your regrets. They are what you could've become."
Kael's hand curled into a fist.
"Then it's time we show them why we didn't."
Scene 3: Flashback – Rin's Memory Core
Years ago. The Broken Void.
A younger Rin ran. Pale. Weak. No armor. Just rags.
Screams echoed behind him. Machines surged. Sirens rang.
A hand yanked him down into shadow.
"Quiet," whispered a voice.
It was Elios. Still whole. Still righteous.
A warrior in radiant armor, cracked but still glowing.
"You're not one of them, Rin. You choose who you are."
Young Rin blinked. "Why me?"
"Because Cipher doesn't fear the strong. He fears the lost who find themselves again."
Elios turned, summoning a blade from thin light.
"Now run. And don't stop until you find your place in the light."
Scene 4: Phantom Atlas – Later
Rin sat alone in the meditation chamber. Breathing slow. Focused.
Kael entered, quiet.
"You were right. Elios… was more than just a name."
Rin looked up. "He was the reason I'm still here."
Kael sat across from him.
"And now your echo wears your armor."
"He won't for long."
They locked eyes.
"We go in together," Kael said.
"Or not at all," Rin added.
Scene 5: Timeline ZY-42 – Battle Begins
The real Rangers stepped through the Rift Gate. ZY-42 was in ruins. Trees burned. Time glitched. Sky cracked.
The Nulls waited in formation.
N-Kael stepped forward.
"You're too late to save this world."
Kael raised his morpher.
"Not too late to destroy yours."
The two Kaels clashed first—blades of red light meeting in a fiery explosion.
Rin and Noxis circled each other, one silent, one calm.
"You could have been perfect," Noxis whispered. "You chose pain instead."
"No," Rin said. "I chose purpose."
Dreadthorn clashed with Thorne, shadows howling as the ground cracked beneath them.
The Echo moved with maddening speed, illusions trailing her every move—but Ayla kept grinning.
"You're me? That's adorable."
Meanwhile, Mira was nearly overwhelmed—Null Mira's tech evolved like a virus, breaking firewalls mid-fight.
"She knows my coding," Mira gritted.
"Then change the rules," Zara's voice came through the comm.
Mira smirked.
"That's what I do."
She overloaded her core, releasing a fractal shockwave that reset the field.
Across the burning battlefield, the clash of selves echoed—past versus present. Light versus void. Regret versus redemption.
Kael's blade dug deep into N-Kael's chest, sparks flying.
"You wear my face," Kael growled. "But not my soul."
He shattered the helmet.
Inside, the Null Kael laughed softly.
"You will. One day."
And then he exploded in a burst of null energy, vanishing into dust.
Scene 6: Aftermath – Cracked Victory
The Rangers stood among the ruins. ZY-42 was dead. But the Nulls had retreated. For now.
Rin sat on a broken log, staring into the distance.
Kael sat beside him.
"You alright?"
Rin nodded slowly.
"We won the fight."
"But?"
"They're not finished. That wasn't all of them. Cipher's breeding an army of us."
Kael looked up at the fractured sky.
"Then we give him something he can't replicate."
"What?"
Kael smiled faintly.
"Hope."
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