Novel & Cerita Time Stop Story

This is a good trick to use if I want to kill someone in secret. As we move on, the restriction has changed to time shift, which is ranked unique. [Time Shift(Unique)- Stop time for any physical entity, not usable on the dead and spirits] As time goes by, I am becoming more like a fantasy main character. It has finally happened! I have gained unrivalled time stopping abilities! How long is it going to last? [5 seconds] The time is not too long but not too short either, with the power I have at the moment, 5 seconds would be enough to kill anyone of my level at least twice.

"The two of you are much different from our last time meeting." "A lot has happened." Phuture replied, feeling the tension rising as seconds went by. "What's up, Time?" "You know why I'm here..." Time folded his arms while shaking his head. "You're changing too much shit; this is historical inaccurate!" "Time... we really don't have any time for this." "You're out of time and place...I have to stop this from-" Time's mouth was shut quickly by Terrance, being grabbed by the face and tossed into the air disrespectfully.

Another shot. Time slows.

I continued. Orlene nodded as if she was going to ask that too. We both looked at Amansinaya who’s now also looking at us. “Don’t worry; the time here will stop once you enter the other world. They wouldn’t know that the time would stop because our whole adventure would only take a millisecond when converted into this world’s timeline.” She explained. Ohh, that explains it. We nodded in return. We took a taxi to drive us to that place. Orlene and I both have no idea what’s that place.

I could only imagine the confused, blubbering mess Flossie was right now. “And everything’s stopped mooo...” Maurice paused as he looked around and noticed how still everything was. “What’s going on?” asked Claire. “Are you okay?” added Jenny, as an afterthought. “This is Phil,” I said. “He can stop time. I mean, really stop it.” “Oh,” said Maurice. “I get it. Everything’s frozen. How come we can still breathe?” “We can’t,” I said. “I’ll explain later. Just stay calm. If you get too excited, the Jester will be able to find us, so it’s important not to get emotional. Understand?”

The clock seems to freeze the hands when we most want the hours to pass quickly. On the table in the refectory, the book I left marked on page 52. I resist reading it a little, after all, if I finish reading it quickly I won't have any distractions afterwards. But on the positive side, maybe Peter wakes up soon and there's no 'after' in this hospital, right? I ignore my daydreams and take the book in my hands again. Time to find out if the kidnapped little Clara will be found soon or not. “Ending the letter out loud under the watchful eyes of Lucas and my friends was not embarrassing, simply because everyone there already knew everything that had happened. Even the afternoon of the sex menti

“Let me tell you about a particular crazy time I had when I was out somewhere.” This got me a bit curious because he used a captivating and mysterious tone to speak. It shows he would make a good story teller or whatever name is better than that. Minutes turned into hours, and he was able to keep me interested in so many things he talked about. “Oh, my goodness! It’s late already.” I voiced out, surprised it was 11pm. I hadn’t noticed how fast time had gone. But the conversation I had with Thomas was worth it, though. I rose to my feet, and gave a little smile.

Part one of the story ends here. The second part of the story starts after a four-month gap.

“So, that part of the story is true,” I whisper. Callie smiles and taps my leg. “Told you.” Estella speeds up the footage and we all sit and watch. She goes forward one hour… then two, and then three. “This has to be, like, midnight by now.” I frown waiting for the exact moment. Estella points to faint numbers at the bottom of the screen. “That’s the time there. It’s 11:21 p.m almost a new day, do you see?” “Yes, okay.”