Bayangan Masa Depan
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Ongoing, First published May 21, 2026

Jonah Cross adalah seorang anak yang dihantui penglihatan tentang masa depan. Ketika ia mulai meramalkan kecelakaan, ia berusaha mencegahnya, namun tindakannya memicu konflik dengan orang-orang di sekitarnya. Semakin ia berusaha mengubah takdir, semakin kuat pula rasa diawasi yang mencekam. Sebuah kartu misterius dengan nama Elias Kane muncul, mengisyaratkan hubungan tersembunyi dengan kemampuan aneh Jonah. Kisah ini penuh dengan ketegangan dan pertanyaan tentang takdir, serta konsekuensi mengubahnya. Bisakah Jonah mengendalikan takdir, atau justru menjadi budak dari penglihatan yang menghantuinya?
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