Lord Of Time Novels & Stories

Kronos touched the face that he had infused himself with. “I am the father of the God of the Sky. I am within all of you,” his hand waved around the room. “I am the father of the cosmos, the things that live within. I am the Titan of Time of when things should be and when they should not.”

I needed answers, and I needed them now. With every ounce of my will, I called upon the unique power that flowed within me—the ability to manipulate time itself. In that moment, the labyrinth's eerie silence shattered as I unleashed a torrent of temporal energy. The world around us distorted, and I felt the fabric of reality bend to my command. Time slowed, the very air thickening as I directed my power toward Dorian. My intentions were clear: I would force him to reveal his secrets, to divulge the truth hidden in the labyrinth's shadows.

Legend had it that long ago, the Lycan Lord of Chaos emerged during a time of unprecedented darkness. In those days, chaos reigned, and powerful malevolent forces threatened to obliterate our kind. It was then that the Lycan Lord, a figure of immense strength and cunning, stepped forward to challenge the darkness. His bravery and strategic prowess in battle earned him the title of the Lycan Lord of Chaos.

Butt recalled when he fought him in the darkness. "Yeah let's do that Butt!" "Yeah..." So what are we going to do now?" Butt asked. "I think we need to visit Anus?" Dick suggested. "You mean Demon King Anus?" Butt called. "Yeah! He ruled now the Underheaven! That kid has grown enough. He is now a good lower God!" Dick praised this Anus or Demon King or so so. "Here." Butt reached something. "Is this?" Dick asked. "Yes, this is the seed of the successor of God of Time, Breast! Too bad there are many successors of God of Time. This Breast is just a lower God! Yet she can control the laws of time already! Yet she died. No one would ever found out anyway." Butt called.

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.

21st Century New York Present Time The biggest truth of our universe. An occurrence running with a constant rhythm. An entity that never gets old or young. Eternal. It is always there, watching, acknowledging, recording. A sign of the lord’s presence. His message is loud and clear, keep walking because even if you stop time won’t. It will run with the same cadence as it was running eons ago. The most valuable contrivance of a man’s life. Seasons will come and go but the time we’ve lost will never repeat. It’s like that arrow of a bow that never returns, the bitterness of a tongue which cannot be taken back.

Zia Stephanie's POV I felt like time begun to lose its meaning. The passage of time felt like it was heavenly distorted where space time worked into different scale on the other dimension. What should only be a few minutes seemed like I had endured dew hours and what might feel like small width of time could be extensive.

He was smiling, yet his eyes were filled with coldness. I could feel my emotions start to blind me before I chuckled bitterly. "I, Dameta, the seventh daughter of the Moon Goddess, am the Goddess of Time, who shall return to the moment before Demetrius killed Ingram." I cast my incantation just before Demetrius could react. "No!" he said furiously, using his wolf speed to reach me. But I watched as the time reversed and I returned to the moment I was in the celestial realm with Papa, where he had just found out Mother was behind him.

I went downstairs to empty the trash can. It was then that I noticed a global limited-edition Lamborghini parked in the corner of the street and shaking viciously. I wasn't the least bit surprised. Calmly, I whipped out my phone and took a recording of the entire process inside before sending the video straight to the biggest tabloid news agency in the world. "I want the whole world to have watched this video by 7:00 pm tomorrow," I said. In my last life, Selena Bloomberg, the orphan I'd taken pity on and brought home with me, had usurped and stolen my identity as the rightful heiress to the Bloomberg family.

it hissed, "but you won't control time for long." The group braced themselves, realizing that their journey was about to become even more perilous. The true battle for time had only just begun. The shadowy figure loomed large, its menacing silhouette stretching and twisting as if time itself warped around it. Zephyrus, ever the strategist, stepped forward, trying to engage in dialogue. "Who are you? What do you want with the Time Stone?" The figure let out a cold laugh, its voice dripping with malice. "Names have no meaning where I come from. But you can call me Obsidian. As for the stone, it's an old relic, something I've been searching for a long time."