Dr. Elias Carter stared at the data on his screen, his hands trembling. The numbers and spectral readings were impossible—yet they were real. A planet, identical in size and atmosphere to Earth, had appeared in the telescope’s deep-space observations. Its trajectory suggested an eerie synchronicity with Earth’s own orbit, as if it had always been there, hiding behind the Sun. But the most perplexing aspect was what the AI models revealed: time seemed to flow in reverse on this mysterious world.
“Professor Carter,” his assistant, Marissa, called, stepping into the dimly lit observatory. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”
“I may have seen something even stranger,” Elias murmured, his eyes still locked on the screen. “Marissa, what if I told you there’s a twin Earth, where history is playing out backward?”
Marissa frowned. “That’s impossible. You mean—people living in reverse?”
“Not exactly,” Elias explained. “They experience time forward like us, but their history is moving in reverse. If we’re advancing into the future, they are walking into our past.”
A chill settled between them. The implications were staggering. Wars unwaged, inventions unmade, empires unbuilt.
After securing a mission with international space agencies, Elias embarked on a journey to the Mirror Planet. As their ship neared the new world, instruments confirmed their worst fear: the civilization below bore an uncanny resemblance to Earth’s history, but in reverse. Skyscrapers were being dismantled brick by brick, roads were vanishing, and people seemed to be… forgetting the future they once knew.
Upon landing, Elias stepped onto soil that looked indistinguishable from Earth’s. A city stood before him, but as he observed, buildings were deconstructing, workers carefully pulling apart structures instead of assembling them. A historian’s dream—or nightmare.
Approaching a local, a man dressed in a strange mix of medieval and modern attire, Elias spoke through a universal translator. “Excuse me, sir, can you tell me what year this is?”
The man regarded him with curiosity. “It is the year of unmaking. We are returning to the time before machines ruled the world.”
Elias exchanged glances with Marissa. “What happened to your history? What is the last great event you recall?”
The man thought for a moment. “A great war is ending. We are undoing the destruction, piece by piece. Soon, the world will return to a time of kings and scribes.”
A realization struck Elias. “World War II,” he whispered to Marissa. “For us, it ended in 1945. For them, it is happening now—but in reverse. If we go further back, we might see the rise of ancient civilizations.”
Days passed as Elias and his team studied the phenomenon. Every interaction revealed more about this backward world. Books were being erased, ink fading from pages. People forgot old technologies. It was as if entropy itself had been reversed.
Then, the most terrifying discovery surfaced—
“Professor!” Marissa gasped, holding a tablet displaying recent data scans. “The process is accelerating. Their ‘past’ is approaching the point of no return.”
Elias paled. “If they regress far enough… they might vanish entirely.”
A desperate mission began. Could they stop the reversal, or was it the inevitable fate of this parallel world? And more importantly—was Earth bound to suffer the same mirrored fate?
Elias stood at the edge of the city, watching its slow undoing. The answers lay before him, but so did the greatest mystery of all—was the Mirror Planet a glimpse of Earth’s own fate?
Only time would tell… or perhaps, untell.
