Sero Timeskip Novels & Stories

Sera didn't have an answer She sat frozen while Daisy's breathing slowly evened out into sleep, her hand finally loosening around Sera's wrist, though the ache from the grip lingered long after. "Pixy,” she thought, "once she is certain Daisy is fully under, please, I need something.” Silence again. Complete unbroken silence She sat there in the dark long after Daisy had drifted off, staring at nothing, turning the word over in her mind, regressing a word. Daisy had never once heard her say a fault confessed for something that had never happened in any version of events. Sera was consciously remembered. Except She thought of the notebook, the divergences, the flickering accuracy percentage t

Ilya’s face, caught in the reflection of the window. Unmasked. Uncertain. Human. For the first time since this began, Serena didn’t just see a threat. She saw a mirror. And it was starting to crack. 43:59:12 The clock kept ticking. But so was something else. A connection. A fracture healing sideways. A war becoming personal.

this time he will change it, he will not miss clues and what is happening on Seri to prevent that thing to happen again, anything that includes Serina tragedy will be lessened if he prepares enough, it was also an opportunity to track his observation on the suspicious person lurking around. "Sure." He answered, placing the guitar back on the tripod stand. "Really? Do you not need to study right now?" Seri asked him, tilting her head in confusion. "What studies, I'm bored on it," Paul grinned and smirk, he was bored on studying, who wants to study the same page again? Especially when traveled through time. "Okay! Since you will come with me, I'll make you a human bag carrier." Seri teased and

She just hoped that it would work. Back to the present-the year 2029-at the CERN main site, Prometheus had made his way into the Large Hadron Collider, having killed everyone else at the ATLAS detector station. The Titan had been in pursuit of Viper and missed her after she had managed to create a wormhole and gone back in time. Well, that had happened about five seconds ago even though Viper herself had spent over an hour traveling through time, thanks to a little something known as 'time dilation'.

Anaya saw brief, chaotic flashes: a modern city burning under a foreign sky, a Roman legion marching through a futuristic metropolis, and a Victorian-era London frozen under a dying red sun. "The temporal fractures are no longer local," the Council explained. "The human race’s technological leap in the twenty-first century has shattered the natural progression of cause and effect. The timeline is bleeding into itself. If we do not initiate the Final Reset within three hours, the consensus reality will permanently fracture. Human civilization will dissolve into a multi-era slaughterhouse."

Therefore, for him to withhold mating for the sake of his mate, deserves utter respect. Just as well that they are both in this era. Time moves differently in different eras. A minute in this era is an hour in theirs. Therefore, a mere twenty-four hours in this era is a whole two months in theirs. Time moves slower on this side of the timeline. Therefore, in their era, Summer is already of age. So that should dispel his inhibitions about Summer being under eighteen. As for the seraph, she has not been able to enter this timeline. Therefore, she will not be affected even if they are to reunite.

Heron lost his memory but not his heart. Observing Jeremy while he was rushing to get out of the park, calling him Heron must have terribly knocked him with so much shock. And while he couldn’t take his eyes off Jeremy, Serin suddenly showed up. Wanting to confirm something, Sodon walked to where they were. As what he was expecting, like Heron, Seri also lost her memory. She didn’t recognize him and her presence did not bother her. Sodon thought that he would exist in transcending time longer but he was wrong. A few minutes after he left Jeremy and Serin, he disappeared again.. in the middle of Campbell Park. He was taken back to the past. Serin was still unconscious in the palace.

"No. This is wrong. The timeline shouldn't..." Her body began to flicker, to fade, just like the older Marina had. "What's happening?" Silvain demanded. "Someone's changing key events in my past," future-Sera gasped. "Altering the timeline that created me. I'm being erased." "Who?" Marina reached for her daughter, trying to anchor her to reality through shadow magic. "The same person who's been manipulating everyone all along." Future-Sera's eyes found Obsidian, who stood calmly observing. "You. You brought me back knowing I'd fail. Knowing my appearance would force them to confront their priorities. This was another test."

I said quietly, already feeling the wrongness pressing against my skull, “everyone here gets trapped repeating different slices of time. Forever.” Zara’s face went pale. “Cool. Love that. Hate that. Mostly hate that.” The highway trembled then jerked backward. Not physically but temporally. For half a second, the cars were pristine clean. and intact. Then they snapped back to damaged and abandoned. Then pristine again, then abandoned. “Time is skipping,” Jamal said. “No,” I said, heart racing as the pattern revealed itself. “It is overlapping.” I walked slowly toward the center of the interchange where three elevated roads crossed.

She mumbles groggily as she squints at whoever it is that is shaking her gently. “It’s me, silly.” Serena sits up suddenly, nearly falling off the bed due to how dizzy she feels. “Sergio? What time is it? Did you need something?” She asks him tiredly. “Almost seven in the evening. It’s past midnight. Don’t sleep so late anymore, okay?”