The Emperor Reversed Time Novels & Stories

I watched Vincent Walker, my cousin, holding Rova Thornwick, the strangely dressed Ambryndeli woman, in his arms and stubbornly declare that he would only marry her in this lifetime. I realized then that I had been reborn. In my past life, George Walker, my uncle, insisted on bringing our family to the cannibal tribe in Ambryndel, saying that my knowledge of Anglori would make communication easier. Their family's reckless actions, however, resulted in Mom, Dad, and me being executed over a fire.

But General Accientsy heard that and smiled slightly. "Sorry, Empaler. I thought you asked me." He laughed. "I asked you, General Accientsy," he said. "I am four-hundred-years-old, Emperor Aegaeus," the immortals simply replied. "Do you have an amicus?" "Not yet," she said, not even looking at the emperor. While they were on their journey, the emperor noticed something strange around them. But he didn't pay attention to it because he wanted to test General Accientsy's ability. The female general also noticed this, but she remained calm so as not to panic the emperor.

It must at least be a place that people from the empire go to. Now, he could only hope that they will not do a thorough investigation after this or at least the result of their investigation wouldn’t come that fast, or else, he would be really doomed. This decision of his was in fact, the right one. This is because travelling through time is a huge taboo for the empire. Anyone who breaks this taboo can only have death as their final outcome. Whether it was someone from the past coming to the future or someone in the future coming to the past, the verdict is all the same. Upon finishing spouting nonsense, Lei felt somewhat proud of himself. He sure is talented as hell. He can still write a st

That was the consequences of fighting against the curse of her dreams. Then on her dimensional pocket, Georgia took the key of time, the white key. "Let the time be rewind, re: begin!" She chanted the verse. Then Georgia on her place saw the time fast backward a hundred times. There she saw Ole adventuring, killing monsters and having time with her friends and till she came back to the time where she was crowned.

People made up all sorts of wild guesses. All over the land, people looked towards the capital with a mix of awe and worry. The Emperor had returned, and he had brought an order that would change Kaldor completely. The old ways were being questioned, and the future, for the first time in a long time, felt unsure, hard to predict, and strangely, excitingly, alive. And somewhere, in the dark parts of the royal palace, I waited, wondering how this Liora would react when she found out that the man she saved, the man she promised to care for, was the Emperor who had now declared her his Empress.

I take a sip. Maybe I was calm because I just finished speaking to Craig. My phone was with Iris now, but I knew there was a message from him. I’d send him a New Years message after the show. I wasn’t sure what our times zones were but I’d send him one at midnight. Our last message to one another, he was teasing my toes because I messed up and messed all over my toes with the gel. I have never used gel nail polish in my life and for my first time I knew I was terrible at it.

The leftovers were for the servants. Waste not right? Adrexa suddenly bursts into the kitchen, where I am patiently waiting for the outcome of my meal. "The Prince and Princess want to see you immediately!" Adrexa commands breathlessly. Shit. Adrexa quickly turns and scurries back down the corridor. I quickly follow her, but I feel incredibly fatigued from my day. The shock of my wondrous journey through time, landing me in ancient Troy, discovering I'm not dreaming, and spending the rest of the day cooking a meal using age-old techniques.

He coughed and spat out a glob of black blood. “I am from another time. It was a mistake that I stayed asleep as long as I did. I could never have survived in your world.” He glanced at Emilia’s spear. “I should thank you, for freeing me from the prison of my immortality.” He sighed deeply and shut his eyes. Slowly, his pale skin turned into a dried husk, and then he crumbled slowly until all that was left was a mound of gray dust. Emilia was struck with a wave of fatigue that left her feeling dizzy. She suddenly felt several years older. The spear in her hand glowed even brighter than it had before. Without knowing how she did it, she absorbed the spear back into herself.

"Did you not hear me clearly? This is your only chance to save her.” "That sounds absurd," he retorted, his tone stern as he arched a brow. "How can I save her when she fucking died in front of my own eyes? And how am I even supposed to undo something in a timeline I didn't exist in?" His voice broke with frustration. "I don’t belong in the year 1025. If anything, send me back in time to my own world. So that I can-" The Guardian’s gaze never wavered. "I understand you are confused and overwhelmed. But rest assured. Time makes no mistakes. Nor do I," the voice said with finality.

“Shard of ‘his’ soul, reaper, yet the prince in our world and book. I Arius is the equivalent exchange and reflected the life of the original, Prince Raiden.” Looking at them, but with the blank expression unto her eyes. They all smile in contentment, as HE snaps HIS finger turning everything into the darkness. Just like a present that wasn’t affected by the time, and the concept of the three divisions of the past, present, and future that did not waver, yet coincided with one another. The prominent ones and those who are granted by the ability to travel through time are taking it as a playground and by the least. Everything turns back to that day and moment, as she wakes up with the voice a