God Of Time And Space Novels & Stories

"What…did you say?" "I had a hunch but Madaline confirmed it. Do you even know what a Divine Bird is?" "You better explain it to me properly." "Fine. A Divine Bird is one of the direct descendants of the goddess Nataroth and as such, they can control time and space. This is obvious in the way they cannot age or die. At some point in history, the Divine Birds became the Werephoenix and started to live like mortals. If the Divine Birds were ever killed, just like Destiny, time and space will be fixed in place. If this happens, then world order will be rewritten easily and magic may cease to exist completely."

What appeared to be long and green tentacular arms then materialized from his back, all four of them, stretching out towards the threesome. Almost immediately, there was a whirring sound that made the god look up to the sky where a black vessel was hovering above him. The speedsters were quick to recognize it, with its long wingspan and the white letters emblazoned on either of its sides spelling out the name, Osiris. For a moment, the god was confused, clearly having not anticipated this using his greatest weapon—time, probably because he had been so infuriated having lost the race against time plus he could sense the location of the last Herald even more now.

There's nothing in this room except for that but no one tried walking towards it aside from Cayden's father. He walked around it, trying to observe every tube connected to it which was obviously supposed to make the illusions and to control the time. I know, it seems impossible yet as days pass by, I figured out that controlling time is possible for people can also control time with the use of the time machine. It's either that old man is the one who made this or he again used my mother and forced her to invent such a thing for his own good.

he said. "Aren't you the part of the world, Master?" June asked. Orion gave June a look and said, "I am out of this world, son. I am the part of the cosmos, not from this world." June giggled. "Oh," Orion said, "Don't mess up your performance." The door slide open and Apollo who was standing behind the door gave his father a flat look. "That didn't helped him." Apollo said. Orion rolled his eyes and turned his head back to smiled at June.

I asked poutingly. "Simple yet hard, untill you get used to it." "Does that mean I can come back here?" I asked hopefully. "Yes, it does. This is a Time Mind Link Space, you can come back anytime when you think you are in a safe place to do so. Alright?" Relief flooded my being like a feeling of safety that I missed. "...ok.... what do I call you?" "....." The silence seemed to go on for a few hours as I try and open my eyes to the dark blue water like substance.

Dear Stella, I know you won’t talk to me. But please read this. I’m begging you. I’m going to tell you all the things which I should have told you before. If I can go back in time. I will definitely change this. But time is the reason I’m here. I’m working in the military on our planet in the andromeda galaxy. I already told you about my planet cryptop. There’s one president for our continent on our planet. I was made a cyborg 289 years ago. I was living all these years hurting many people, never being nice to others. You can never imagine how much worse things I did to other people on our planet. Iam has never been a good person until I met you. Our president’s son got lost on the earth whe

A distant memory of X teaching me of divine weapons came to mind. “The weapons that are attuned to gods, or primordials, capable of incredible feats, like the spear of Ra, used to keep Apophis, the dweller of the void away, or Zurvan's hammer, the one that legends say was used to mend the expanse of space and time, after the Schism, when gods separated and built their different pantheons. It was said that Zurvan used his hammer to re-forge the space-time continuum, returning it to it’s original state. A weapon capable of breaking and reshaping reality itself.” Wait, that’s it?

But with each memory confronted, I feel a weight lifted from my shoulders, a sense of absolution washing over me. At last, I reach the center of the crystal spire, where a figure shrouded in mist awaits. The guide materializes beside me, their presence a comforting anchor in the storm of memories. “This is the god of time,” they whisper, their voice tinged with reverence. “They hold the key to severing your ties to the past and unlocking your true potential.” I approach the figure, feeling a mix of trepidation and hope swirling within me. The god of time regards me with eyes that seem to hold the wisdom of centuries.

“Don’t tell me you believe the ravings of that lunatic? Shame on you. You of all people should know that some borders aren’t meant to be crossed, some secrets are never meant to be discovered by ordinary mortals.” “Gomennasai,” Sasha quickly apologized, suddenly realizing how he might’ve sounded to Aki. He had lifted his thoughtful, lowered gaze as though from a broken spell. “All I wanted to say was that Tamerlane was wrong. The answer had been staring him in the face. The fifth and final element isn’t electricity like he theorized. It’s time. Time is the one true constant. Because we vanish like shadows in a fog, every time we merely hold a small piece of the puzzle. It’s the one resource

His eyes looked glazed over and I kissed his cheek. “I’m going to have to go back” “To Russia?” My stomach dropped. “Yeah but I don’t know when I can”. I looked at him puzzled. “Work will give you time off no?” “Yeah maybe. I’ll talk to them.” He grabbed me with both hands and dropped me down. Leaning on his elbow he hovered over me. “I’m sorry.” “Don’t be”. Kissing my lips gently he ran his hand through my hair. “If you need to go, go.” I said softly.