The year is 2030-something. The world has changed. . .Mutants are now being actively reported, hauled off the streets; what progress had been made has taken large steps backwards. Where are the X-Men in all this? Or even The Brotherhood? Nobody seems to have heard of them. Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters doesn't seem to have existed. The building stands but it's never been a school. Who owns it is unknown. "Charles Xavier", "Scott Summers", "Jean Grey", "Ororo Munroe", "Erik Lehnsherr", "Raven Darkholme" et al aren't names on any registry.

But at least one individual, "Master EffeX", remembers - the school, the X-Men, those people - they had existed!
. . . .hadn't they?

Is this another universe?
A mass cover up?
An incursion?

Or was it all an illusion?

It's like a dream yet more than one, but Master EffeX remembers only up to a point. Why doesn't he know what happened? There's a blank space in his mind....and he's not sure where or to whom he can go to fill it in.

As time goes on, his memories become more muddled. The scenes change. They're at once what he remembers and not.
But he can't let them go. . . .