
Chronicles of Chameleon - The Deja vu Vortex
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Every story begins somewhere-or perhaps everywhere, depending on your philosophical tolerance for paradox and lizards in waistcoats. This particular tale begins, quite unceremoniously, with a chameleon brushing his teeth. Nothing earth-shattering, unless you count the sensation that he'd already done it before.When the chameleon's mundane morning routine is hijacked by an uncanny déjà vu, it sparks a spiraling adventure through memory, madness, and multiple realities. Chameleon and his crew embarks on a journey. They're chasing déjà vus like detectives with broken compasses and absurd hunc...
Every story begins somewhere-or perhaps everywhere, depending on your philosophical tolerance for paradox and lizards in waistcoats. This particular tale begins, quite unceremoniously, with a chameleon brushing his teeth. Nothing earth-shattering, unless you count the sensation that he'd already done it before.When the chameleon's mundane morning routine is hijacked by an uncanny déjà vu, it sparks a spiraling adventure through memory, madness, and multiple realities. Chameleon and his crew embarks on a journey. They're chasing déjà vus like detectives with broken compasses and absurd hunches. Every repeated moment might be a breadcrumb. Every glitch in the routine might be a gateway. But they're not alone. A certain Dr. Vexwell-time-twisting saboteur -keeps showing up frequently. But why? That's the question. This book, dear reader, is a portal. Not one with flashing lights or sci-fi humming, but a quieter kind-found in cracked mirrors, bad dreams, and the feeling that you've read this sentence before. Maybe you have. So take a breath. Buckle your disbelief loosely. And if you find yourself brushing your teeth in a volcano... don't panic. It's probably just the beginning again.