The Emperor Reversed Time Novels & Stories

He took his chip and looked in sorrow. “We can’t able to stop him. He's going on time. Now what will happen?” I asked Chris hopelessly. “Everything’s going to change. We will go backwards in time. It’s not the time machine you have seen in tv shows. It has far worse consequences. We all will be late 18th century or 19th century. The worst part is no one will remember anyone." “Unbelievable. how can I forget you and Maddy, Alex?"

Adela felt nauseous as soon as she saw it, she was not afraid but couldn't help but feel the surge in her stomach. "Sorry master, the setup system says that the entire story of the first world should be forced to go through when the main characters are dead. But, the owner can use the time-reversal feature to go back to the initial time and starts the story again. If the owner agrees, please confirm, that the system immediately reverses time. 5 seconds of thinking begin! 5...4...3..." "Reverse!" Adela heard the countdown, she suppressed the churning in her st "Reverse system! Reverse system! Owner, please choose when to start the story again." The stiff voice of the system stopped the countd

Mom and Dad won't be able to oppose us, even if they found out about it later. Before she was done speaking, however, someone suddenly yelled, "Preposterous! What the hell is going on here?"

They encountered fragmented timelines – glimpses of the civilization's past glories intertwined with their desperate future struggles. Finally, they reached the heart of the anomaly – a colossal temporal manipulator, a forgotten artifact humming with chaotic energy. Anya, deciphering cryptic inscriptions on the artifact, discovered it was built by the civilization itself, a desperate attempt to control the passage of time. Their desire to manipulate time, however, had backfired spectacularly. The artifact, malfunctioning due to an unforeseen consequence, was now tearing their timeline apart. Xylo, with his expert knowledge of temporal mechanics, proposed a solution. They could reroute the ar

My husband, Benji Morrison, is a system guide from another world. His mission is to get me pregnant so that I can give birth to his successor. However, although I've already gotten pregnant seven times, I suffer a miscarriage each and every time. "Your uterus has been severely damaged due to the amount of times you've suffered a miscarriage," the doctor explains. I'm racked with guilt. I resign from my job and stay at home to focus on getting pregnant again. When I get pregnant for the eighth time, a comment appears before my eyes just as I'm about to share the good news with Benji. "She's so pitiful. She's nothing but a tool that the male lead is using to get together with his first l

It was followed by a flash of white light. Hannah's figure became increasingly blurry. It was as if she were being scattered by the wind. She quickly shouted at me. "Evan, you have to live well. Wait for me. I'll come find you." When she opened her eyes again, she had returned to her senior year of high school. She looked at her phone. The date had gone back to the 21st of February. It was the day the time-space distortion first appeared. But this time, my voice no longer came from the empty space.

Locked them away. Sweat slid down my neck. My breathing steadied. Minutes passed. Or hours. I did not know. A voice outside the door made my eyes snap open. “Prepare Prince Lior.” Another voice answered. “The carriage to the Tyrant Emperor leaves at dawn.” Silence. I stared toward the door. Then slowly… I smiled. Cold. Sharp. Terrifying. “Ragnar,” I murmured. The Blood Tyrant. The monster emperor. The man this body had feared so much he chose death.

Because she had come back too— Back from ten years in the future. *** Half a month later, Jace had lost over ten pounds. He looked like a shadow of himself. Robert finally gave in and promised that after the SATs, he could go find Nadia. So the second the SATs were over, Jace got on a flight overseas. During that time, Faye had tried reaching out to him several times. He ignored every message. He moved through each day like a shell of himself. Robert, meanwhile, released the surveillance footage from before the staged kidnapping.

“That is not how it works. Just follow what I have to say and I will do my part as your pretend wife.” After saying that, I left his room and entered the room just next to his. I did not bother taking off the dress and just flopped on the bed facing the high ceiling. Looking at my hand, the gold ring Alexander had put on my finger was all I could see. It could have been Arsen if only things did not go astray. I shouldn’t dwell too much thinking how different the situation would be if only mother did not cast a spell on him. Those things already happened and there was nothing I could do to reverse time and change everything. What I should focus on should be looking for the human vessel where

“I never expected to one day rob the tombs of my forefathers. It’s a little exciting when I think about it.” “Don’t you have a little bit of discomfort in your heart?” Sakura inquired. “After all, isn’t Emperor Martyn your forefather?” “Hehe! I’m doing this for the country, and it’s the right thing to do.” “I heard there is an elixir of life in the royal tomb,” Sakura inquired further. “My ancestor made it, especially for the emperor at the time. It is said that whoever possesses this elixir can cheat time. An elderly woman in her eighties can transform into a teenager in her twenties. Is this true?”