Novel & Cerita Assassins Creed Fanfiction Time Travel

"If she descends to the moment she ascended—does that mean—" "Yes." The Architect's tone held something that might have been amusement. "She will arrive in your timeline. Another version of you, carrying different experiences. You will be two Lyras existing simultaneously." "That seems complicated," Marcus observed. "That seems impossible," Rhett corrected. "That seems like exactly the kind of chaos we should have anticipated," Darius finished. Anti-Lyra began to fade, her cosmic form dissolving into mortality. "I will see you soon," she said. "Or I saw you long ago. Time travel makes grammar impossible."

I lay my head there for a few minutes, allowing my body to relax in his embrace, my wolf purring at the gentle sound of his heartbeat and his own returning the same purrs. The alarm clock rang, letting the two of us know that we had to get to work. It was one that we were forced to set in case we decided to lose track of time, not wanting to get on the Alpha’s bad side, and not wanting to forget our tasks to our mating instincts. Ezio glared at the clock before turning off the alarm, making me laugh. I looked up at him, kissing his jawline gently making him smile “soon, Ezio, we won’t be bound by time. Everything would be over”

“The past? Like, time travel? Okay, spill. Did Scott finally drive you insane with his pranks?” I took a deep breath, forcing the words out. “No, seriously. Scott and I... we used my powers to go back. To his mom’s village, Aethercradle. It was an accident. We met his mom Seraphine when she was young, fought Revenants, dealt with this evil elder Veyra and the Aetherheart Shard. We even... we saw his uncle Cassian who died. It was all to give him closure about his mom.” Lyra stared at me, her black-lipsticked mouth forming a perfect O. Then she burst out laughing, clutching her sides. “Time travel? Julie, are you sure you didn’t hit your head on your way back here, did you?”

The person who poked me was my desk mate, Yvonne Quinn, who had just transferred here a week ago and was crowned as the most beautiful girl on campus. In my previous life, she had been just as carefree and self-assured, declaring, "Give me his contact info, and I'll have him in a week." Back then, I had dismissed it as mere boasting. But that very evening, I witnessed her seated on the table, sharing a kiss with Nash. The plaster statue that should have been on the table tumbled to the ground, breaking into pieces. I was reborn! I found myself transported back to a time when tragedies hadn’t unfolded yet.

Jessica hates my mom with a fucking torchlit passion, and I’m here to prevent her from killing my mom and by default my dad, but so much more has happened. I did not even think about what it would entail to travel back in time. What I would encounter, who I would meet and get involved with. My objective was solely on the plan of saving my parents and by saving them making sure my brother stayed good and pure. I did not count on the fact that I would meet people like my mates, like Freya or Angel, or Kane or Nolan. People I respect and admire. I did not expect to meet the vampire Royals, or myself as a child, nor my parents. I just wanted to deter fate, and stay out of the way otherwise. I ha

“Do you think that the kidnappers were from this time period?” I asked Jassy after she’d put me through a particularly grueling magic lesson. Because I was surprised to discover that the world that I was in and the three dimensional homeland that I longed to return to existed on parallel planes and along the same timeline and the fact that I was a traveler, I couldn’t help asking the question. The look on Jassy’s face as she considered my question made me think of a cartoon showing a lightbulb going off in the person’s head. She spoke with a hint of excitement. “It is not something that I considered. I question if anyone has until now.”

Seraphina, her eyes scanning the void, asked, "Who are you? What is this place?" The voice responded, "I am the Sentience of Time, the embodiment of all moments that have been, are, and ever will be. This fracture is a manifestation of the Nexus's struggle to reconcile conflicting timelines." Alec, gripping his blade, said, "Then guide us. Help us heal this wound." The Sentience replied, "To heal the fracture, you must first understand its origin. Each of you carries memories, decisions, and paths not taken. Somewhere, one such decision caused a ripple, fracturing time itself."

She would often scrub the filth mechanically while muttering to herself in a crazed, delirious tone, “Go back… I need to go back to the modern world… Ethan, honey, take me back! This isn’t real… Since I’ve traveled through time, I must be able to travel back. I have to find a way; I need to find a way–” In the very next second, a bucket of freezing, dirty water would be splashed over her head, or a wooden staff would strike her heavily across the back. Whenever she managed to look up, planes could frequently be seen flying high across the sky above the manor. However, Vanessa was blind now, and she couldn’t see them. In this lifetime, it was impossible for her to ever “travel back” again. Ho

I put that out of my head, making a move on her would likely get me hung. "Mr. Black, 'when' are you from?" she asked me, a smile on her face. "Mr. Black, this is the year of our Lord, 1403. I have a strong belief this is not a time familiar with you," said the advisor. "I... I travelled through time? I left in 2029," I replied. Princess gasped. "You are familiar with these, fissures in the fabric of our realities and you found one, didn't you?" said the advisor.

A wish to go back in time, a wish to be with Vincent, a wish for a lifetime of love. With the wish made, she opened her eyes, and for a moment, everything was still. Then, slowly, the sand in the hourglass started moving, reversing its course, pulling her back into the past, back into Vincent's world. The familiar sensation of time travel engulfed her, and with a last glance at her world, she braced herself for the journey, her heart filled with hope and love.