Novel & Cerita Naruto Time Travel Fanfiction Minato

The mate bond severing as she died in my arms, cursing me with her final breath. "Next time," she'd promised in that vision, "we'll be free." Next time. Was this the next time? Had Lumina somehow lived through that nightmare timeline, died, and been given another chance? The thought was insane. Impossible. But I'd seen too much in the supernatural world to completely dismiss it. Time manipulation existed. We had a five-year-old who could open portals through dimensional space. Riley saw multiple possible futures. Why couldn't someone—or something—have sent Lumina back?

- So, you realized that a speedster cannot change the future, he can travel in time, but he cannot control events. – Kurayami said. - I sent a version of myself to the horizon of events, I sent him to the ends of time, I went along, but nothing changed, so we decided to enter into an agreement and change the future, changing the past in intricate details, until this moment we met. Tsuki said. - A tacit agreement then, you became allied and uniting your counterparts by manipulating time and being your sovereign at my side and at the side of Um-Mu's order. – Kurayami said.

In the moment between the end of time, Armageddon, and the apocalypse. At some point in time. Riyjin Tsuki was kidnapped at a point in time, when he saw himself being caught, almost sick, when he thought he would be used as bait, taking advantage of the fact that he would be a pawn in the demon games, being when he found himself in the end times with Zariel that took Riyjin Tsuki to different parts of time on one of his time travels, in which he saw a portal, he couldn't remember how he got there.

"You sure you know how to send us back? No offense, but last time was... intense." I chuckled weakly. "Yeah, shouldn't be that hard. I think I've got the hang of it now." Closing my eyes, I focused, drawing on my powers, focusing on my mana. Reality blurred at the edges, colors bleeding together. Then, just like before, time fractured—images of past, present, and future swirling in a chaotic mosaic. Faces flashed by: Scott's mother smiling, villages in flames, futures unwritten. My heart raced, but I held the thread steady. In a blink, we were back. The familiar walls of Scott's room materialized around us, the clock on the wall ticking as if no time had passed at all.

So he's doing well now? - I have no idea. - I answered honestly. - In our worlds, time passes differently, so the percentage that we will meet again is zero. Perhaps they have already been a hundred years old, or maybe just a week. “Time goes slower here than there. - Appeared in the middle of the room Maroon from the snow portal. - So the week could not pass. - First his eyes fell on me, and then on the Fox. The room got very cold...

Forever. As for Haruto, he glanced at Minho's phone, feeling devastated even though he was told to be patient. He had waited for five years. Five entire years to find the best time to show himself to Aito. He had succeeded but there was something troubling him. It was Aito's reaction last time. That wasn't the Aito he knew. Well, it didn't matter anymore. He would bring his Aito back no matter what. They had methods and once the Shima family got a hold of a person, they would never be let go.