Tomorrow Trapped in Time - Vocaloid 神威がくぽx巡音ルカ

💜💗💜💗💜 Story 💗💜💗💜💗 When the clock tower of the Time Management Bureau rang, Kamui Gakupo was winding an ancient pocket watch. The watch was silver, with delicate star patterns engraved inside its lid. However, its hands had stopped at twelve-oh-seven. Documents covering various eras were neatly arranged across his desk, ranging from ancient kingdoms' predictions of solar eclipses to records of disasters in cities that had yet to exist. Every file was organized with meticulous care. Then the bell rang, and the pocket watch suddenly began to run backward. Tick. Tick. Tick. Gakupo raised his violet eyes. “...Not again.” At the other end of the office, Megurine Luka was sitting beside the window, holding a cup of tea she had yet to finish. She had been reading a report on the flow of time, but upon hearing the sound, she placed her cup on the desk. “Which era is it this time?” Gakupo did not answer immediately. He extended his hand, and a transparent holographic screen appeared above the pocket watch. Countless timelines unfolded in the air like threads scattered by the wind. Among them, one golden trajectory that had originally stretched forward smoothly had developed an unnatural bend, looping backward. “Star City, in the year 2147.” Luka walked over to his side and examined the screen. “A city in the future?” “It was supposed to be.” Gakupo pointed toward a particular spot on the timeline. “The residents there are experiencing the same day over and over again. After midnight, the entire city returns to seven twelve in the morning. Only a few people have noticed something is wrong. Everyone else believes this is simply how life works.” Luka frowned. “A time loop?” “Not exactly.” He enlarged the holographic display. The image revealed a city suspended high above the ground. Sunlight illuminated its glass buildings, and vehicles moved along the streets as pedestrians chatted with one another. In the next instant, the image twisted. The entire city seemed to be pulled backward by an invisible hand, and everyone returned to their original positions. Luka studied the scene for several seconds before suddenly pointing at the screen. “There.” Gakupo followed the direction of her finger. A faint purple glow flickered from the clock tower in the center of the city. “This isn't a naturally occurring time loop,” Luka said. “Someone left magic there.” Gakupo closed the pocket watch. “Looks like we'll have to pay a visit.” Luka smiled, jumping down from the windowsill. “Perfect. I haven't had breakfast yet.” “You intend to eat breakfast at the scene of a temporal anomaly?” “If time keeps repeating itself, perhaps the bakery will serve freshly baked bread forever.” Gakupo gave her a helpless look. “Your ideas never cease to amaze me.” “Thank you for the compliment.” She delivered the words with deliberate cheerfulness before walking over to him and extending her hand. Gakupo looked at her hand, then smiled faintly and took it. The silver magical rings around their wrists began to glow simultaneously. In the next instant, the office clock stopped. A time gate opened before them. It was a circular halo constructed from countless tiny gears, with the scenery of the year 2147 appearing at its center. Gakupo gently turned his pocket watch, locking their destination near the clock tower. “Ready?” Luka tightened her grip on his hand. “Of course.” Together, they stepped through the halo. After a brief sensation of weightlessness, the world before them suddenly brightened. They were standing on an unfamiliar street. The sky was a brilliant blue, and sunlight streamed between towering glass buildings. Shops lined both sides of the street, while an automated vending machine played soft music nearby. In the distance, the clock tower's hands remained fixed at seven twelve. Luka looked up. “Well, at least the weather is nice.” Gakupo did not respond. His gaze had settled on the opposite end of the street. A young boy stood at the intersection, anxiously looking around. He held a damaged pocket watch in his hands. Although its face was cracked, its hands continued to jump forward erratically. When the boy looked up and saw them, his expression changed as if he had finally found the people he had been waiting for. “Are you from the Time Management Bureau?” Gakupo walked toward him. “Yes. Do you know what happened to this city?” The boy nodded. “This morning, I found this thing near the clock tower. Ever since then, the entire city has been repeating the same day.” He handed the pocket watch to Gakupo. Luka examined its face, her expression gradually growing serious. “This isn't an ordinary temporal device.” Inside the watch was a tiny crystal covered in cracks. Whenever its hands reached twelve, the crystal released a surge of energy that dragged the surrounding time back to its starting point. Gakupo examined it carefully. “Someone anchored time to this location.” The boy lowered his head. “I don't understand what that means... but my older sister went out this morning and never came back. Every time the day repeats, I go looking for her, but she always disappears near the clock tower.” Luka crouched down and asked gently, “Do you remember where she went last?” The boy thought for a moment before pointing toward the center of the city. “The clock tower's basement.” Gakupo and Luka exchanged a glance. That was precisely where the timeline had begun to fold backward. “Stay here,” Gakupo told the boy. “No matter what happens, don't go near the clock tower again.” The boy nervously clutched the hem of his shirt. “But...” Luka gently patted his shoulder. “We'll find your sister. Once this is over, you'll be able to welcome a real tomorrow together.” The boy looked at her before finally nodding. The two time magicians then headed toward the clock tower. People on the street continued repeating the same conversations. An elderly man dropped his newspaper at the same intersection every morning, while a little girl stopped in front of the same bakery window every day, looking up at the strawberry cake displayed inside. As Luka passed by, she couldn't help glancing at it. “That cake looks delicious.” Gakupo turned his head toward her. “Once we repair time, I'll bring you back here to buy one.” “Promise?” “I promise.” She smiled and continued walking beside him. However, when they reached the clock tower, the air around them suddenly grew heavy. The entrance stood slightly ajar, and a purple glow seeped through the gap. Gakupo pushed the door open. A staircase descended into the basement, its walls covered in ancient magical runes. The farther they walked, the more unstable the flow of time became. Beside the stairs, Luka noticed a flower whose petals repeatedly shifted between blooming and withering, as if trapped in a moment that could never end. “Time is on the verge of collapse here.” Gakupo nodded. “We need to find the temporal anchor.” At the end of the basement stood a circular chamber. A massive crystal floated in its center, with countless timelines extending outward from within it. Beneath the crystal, a young girl was trapped inside a transparent ring of light. Her appearance kept changing, shifting between different ages. At times, she looked no older than ten. At others, she appeared to be an elderly woman. Luka immediately stepped forward. “She must be the boy's sister.” The girl opened her eyes and looked at them. “You... finally came.” Gakupo approached the crystal and raised the pocket watch. “What have you done?” The girl's eyes filled with tears. “I only wanted to spend one more day with my little brother.” She lowered her head, her voice trembling. “Tomorrow, I'm leaving this city. I didn't want him to be sad, so... I wanted today to repeat forever. As long as time never moved forward, we wouldn't have to separate.” Luka listened quietly. She could see the girl's timeline beginning to fracture. The future, once whole and complete, was gradually becoming blurred, and the city's tomorrow had been trapped in the same morning as a result. “But do you know something?” Luka asked softly. “When time stops, you also lose the chance to create new memories with your brother.” The girl froze. Gakupo placed his palm against the crystal. “Time magic isn't meant to preserve a single moment forever. It's meant to allow every moment to reach the next.” He turned the pocket watch, sending silver light flowing across the crystal's surface. But the crystal did not respond. Instead, the entire chamber began to shake violently. A crack spread from the center of the crystal, and purple light flooded the room. Luka immediately raised both hands, summoning a blue magic circle. “Gakupo, the temporal anchor is going out of control!” Gakupo tightened his grip on the pocket watch, attempting to stabilize the crystal's flow of time. “I know!” A massive temporal rift opened beneath their feet, and countless unfamiliar bells rang out from the other side. Luka grabbed Gakupo's arm. “We can't let it expand any further!” Gakupo looked at her. “Luka, stabilize the crystal for me. I'll sever the corrupted temporal connections.” She nodded without hesitation. Their magic activated simultaneously. Silver and blue light intertwined, gradually enveloping the crystal. The rift began to shrink, and the timelines slowly returned to their original shapes. However, just as the crystal was about to stabilize, a sharp cracking sound came from Gakupo's pocket watch. He looked down. The watch face had cracked, and its hands had stopped at twelve-oh-seven. Exactly as they had been before their departure. Luka noticed his unusual expression. “Gakupo?” He did not answer. Deep within the crystal, a shadow had appeared. The figure stood in a pitch-black space, holding another pocket watch in its hand. Engraved on its face was the emblem of the Time Management Bureau. The shadow slowly raised its head. “Finally, I've found you.” The next second, every bell in the clock tower rang simultaneously. Gakupo and Luka's magic circles went dark. And time began to reverse once more. This time, even they were caught in the anomaly.