Thief Of Time Homestuck の小説・ストーリー

His long legs crossed casually, yet he still radiated an air of complete control. "The person who hired those thugs was Brooke. I've already had someone send the evidence anonymously to both the police and Alex." I stared at him in shock, my grip on the covers tightening subconsciously. "What?" He raised an eyebrow, a playful smile tugging at his lips. "Did you think I was just some guy who only knows how to acquire companies?" … The next morning, I was awakened by soft sounds. It was a team of doctors in white coats, their expressions solemn as they quietly set up various portable instruments beside my bed.

“Zayn, I’d love to have an apple. Will you peel one for me?” Whitney’s voice broke his thoughts. He glanced down at his phone, then at her. In the end, he put the phone away. “All right. I’ll peel it for you.” That night, Zayn stayed by Whitney’s side at the hospital. It was not until the next morning that he finally went home. When he opened the door, the house was empty. All my things were gone. He froze for a moment, then frantically searched the rooms. “Yvonne! Yvonne!”

Eventually, as Mom and Dad became busier and spent more time overseas, they decided to make him the head of the household for the time being since they trusted him very much. However, Justin ended up favoring an outsider instead of his own family member. I met Justin's cold gaze with another glare of my own. I wasn't the least bit scared of him. "Justin Bloomberg, have you forgotten that you're just a guest in our family? Did you really think you had the power to make me get on my knees for someone?" Justin chuckled. "You say I have no power? Your mom and dad aren't here, so my word is the truth now!

"Now that you mention it, it's true! But Tina must have been killed by her mother, because she was the only one present at the time. She also witnessed the death of Tina’s Uncle Liam." I was not sure if she was right, because I could not judge the thoughts of a mentally ill person. I checked my watch. It was already 9:50 pm. I quickly asked, "What time did Tina leave that night?" Hector said he could not remember, but he remembered that Tina had been at his house for less than 20 minutes. I calculated the time. Tina should have left by now! I had to persuade her to leave the house!

Chapter 22: The Echo of the Duke ​The creature in the doorway didn't have a face. It was a shifting mass of bronze gears and jagged glass, held together by a flickering white light that made the shadows in the basement scream. Every time a gear turned, the sound of a thousand ticking clocks filled my skull, making my vision blur. This was the "Time-Eater"—the physical manifestation of the memories Julian had traded away.

The adventure was far from over. The guardian's eyes seemed to hold the weight of eons, each gaze reflecting a myriad of histories and possibilities. "You have a choice," it began, "to become the stewards of time or to return to your former lives, knowing that the balance could falter at any moment." Zephyrus, always thoughtful, was the first to respond, "If we choose this path, how do we ensure that time remains stable?" The guardian extended its hand, revealing a pendant with a pulsating crystal at its core. "This is the Time Stone. It will guide you through the epochs, showing you where the fabric of time is weakest. But remember, every change you make, no matter how small, can have conse

This can’t be delayed, so Kirsten chooses to go with this man. Charles was pissed off; it was almost twenty-four hours since Samuel had taken his precious car. Charles knew Sam would never do that, but this time, it was different. He has strong evidence that it is his younger brother. Mainly, he didn’t see his brother the whole day, he didn’t bring his phone, and his girlfriend didn’t know where the fuck is he. At this moment, Charles Anderson was in the hospital. He looked at the wristwatch he was wearing and saw that it was already four-thirty-two in the morning. Damn. He even goes into this fucking hospital just to ask Kirsten personally.

The slap he'd received was already bad enough, still burning intensely against his cheek. “What's what to understand? You kidnapped my mother, leaving me with nightmares to reckon with for the rest of my life. You ruined my joy!” Anderson said those words with bitterness in his voice, almost exploding like a ticking time bomb “Ruined your joy? Could it be that. . .” His eyes averted to Anderson's wrist. Anderson noticed that he was also looking at the upgraded Smart Watch which was now used to execute time traveling. “How is this possible? You couldn't possibly have made a tesseract! Did you. . . did you meet with Nelson? Bu-but, that is impossible! You-you're from the future?!” Hanson stamm

“Alright. Those void beasts were troublesome creatures. And that legion of beasts consisted of at least tens of millions of void beasts. The moment someone gets caught in it, he would die for sure. Anyways, they fled along any path they could stumble upon and bumped into the entrance of the time ruin. Oh, by the way, that time ruin has a pretty decent name, called Eternalis.” “Something called the Time Blade lies within it.” “That’s the killer blade of youth!” “If one gets slashed by the Time Blade, a kid will become a middle-aged man, a middle-aged man will become an old man, and an old man will... be gone right away.” “Back then, Xienna Stoermer also encountered the entrance of the time ru

She wanted him to feel as much humane as she once was. He lay down on his bed and closed his eyes. A few minutes later, something was surging in his body. Such power could only happen when he was time traveling. Before he could stop the power, for some unknown reasons, he was pulled back in time. Stefano recognized this dark room. This room only happened for those who were time traveling for the first time. But this wasn’t the first time he had traveled through time. He had done it countless times. Why was he here again?