God Of Time And Space Novels & Stories

The writer of the article was in the top left corner of the page, and in it, he was talking about how he believes it is fully possible to bend time and pass through, letting yourself in through different horizons, at time either long past, or never experienced. He talked about the existence of the past and the future, just that they were at a different place from the present. Like three different houses, separated from the now. But I wasn't sure if this was not me in one of those far off, distant places, separated from the present. I swallowed. "How on earth did this happen to me?" I thought out loud, pushing my fingers into my hair. To him, time was like an interloping of threads, all relat

Both Selene and Typhon smiled at me, but only Typhon spoke. “You are our child, Ryder. We shouldn’t have interfered in your grandparent’s or parent’s past, but we did. We felt like we had no other choice. Now, here you stand before us, more powerful than anyone could have ever imagined. There’s not one evil bone in your body. Selene and I couldn’t be prouder of you. The God that manages time, has halted it, but for only a brief moment. That’s all you need. Try not to let it overwhelm you.” A crooked grin appears at the corner of Typhon’s mouth, and Selene brings her hand up to cover her heart. I stumble backwards, but never looked away from the two deities in front of me. I’m confused.

Time Cross Academy was one of the greatest schools that travel in the time rift. It opens once every five years and every supernatural creature or magician wants to send their children to study in it. The list of applications was long even though the entry criteria were stringent. Time Cross Academy's principal was a fearsome woman, as the archmage of the time rift who held power over an entire academy that didn't get destroyed in a dimension crack, nobody wanted to offend her.

It also gathers energy from its surrounding especially now that a war rages, gushing energies were gathered to it the will make the binding magic even more durable than adamantium. It is a remarkable divine binding magic worthy of the god who cast it. "Shut your pie hole! If you hadn't arrived on my planet you alien shit, will that cataclysm have happened?" (fat god) "You could have invited me in for a drink or something porky. Was there a need for violence before? None whatsoever, but you just had to parade your demonstration of authority. Wasn't my fault at all porky." (man) one can barely see the man anymore as bubbles kept appearing around him to further cement the stoppage of time and s

Hey readers I know I'm not giving proper updates to this book. I am extremely sorry about it. I have been quite busy because of my studies, and I have to wrap up my other story, "Love Me Again." The story has few chapters left, and then I'll continue another book in it with the story of next generation. So, I am focusing more on it as it's about to end. Soon, I'll come up with new chapters for Beyond The Time.

"Yes and no. I say so because being able to manipulate time is like borrowing a power from me and drawing a small portion of me. However with you, it's completely different. You have your own source so you my dear are chosen by time as one so you're like me." "Time." "We are the sources. People can get the powers of time if we bless them with it. However time chose you or to say layed dormant in you." Giselle was shocked to hear this. Being a source of time was something she had never expected. "You need to have more control over yourself Giselle. Judging your enemy in darkness is difficul and even more difficult when darkness itself is your opponent." Saying so, Time has vanished from the p

I missed this. “We do not have enough time, we shall say goodbyes now. Lastly I shall deliver the answer goddess Faesta told to relay to you, ‘The answer is in the boy who holds the manipulation of space and time, seek refuge to his original world,’” Estrilla said, the healing smile on her face still present. “We have disturbed the balanced if this world for too long, we shall bid you goodbye now, may you receive the blessings of the High Order goddess of the wind.” Yaerio placed his hand on top of my hand and the other three did the same.

"I see you seek the truth. " I moved closer towards him. "May I ask what truth you're talking about? " "I know you have questions about why you can't just stop reliving this day. " My eyes flickered frantically. "Oh my—you know? " "Brace yourself for what I am about to say next. " He looked up for a second then turned towards me. "My name is Mann; THE GOD OF TIME... and, time is not on our side, Tyre. " The traffic going on in my head was enough to make it explode. My silver briefcase shook staggeringly and I held it with a firmer grip.

He watched in confusion before the lights faded. Light fades. The third book of the series Time Is Reborn features Pete as the main character. Time is Reborn went into motion after the last chapter of the Uprise Of Hell. As written above, Pete was seen in what seemed to him as the Temple of Time, where he saw time mechanics and wheels as well as three shiny thrones which glowing eye blinding entities who sat on time. These entities were later discovered to be the Moments. Entities who guild, control, manipulate and change time. Although despite these powers they possess, the Moments do use their powers to serve the only timeline and prevent another from springing up.

Blake said with hope. “It’s dangerous.” Elise’s voice came from behind. Looking back, Blake saw Elise walking towards them. “The forces you are discussing are deadly and dangerous to your current state.” Elise continued. “The Space Void almost killed me, but its powers went inside me and manifested into my Divine World Dimension. I now have the six laws along with Time and Space.” Blake explained what had happened to him. Elise took in all that Blake explained and frowned. He was not supposed to survive this condition. If Time and Space had entered him, this was enough to make his Divine Dimension collapse upon itself. He was indeed a unique individual.