“The hell caused those clocks to ring ?”-he thought

He went back to bed. Just as he was about to turn off the light and roll into his blankets, his reality warped and twists and turned. During the process, he got horrible nausea and almost vomitted.he landed on the floor but it felt like he was levitating, it didn’t give off the cold feeling of wooden or ceramic floor but it also didn’t give off the fuzzy warm feeling of a carpet. It felt like nothing really.

???:“where am I ?”- he shouted

???:“how am I here-?”-he shouted again questioning

???:“you’re here because I need your help”-a female voice interupted him

???:“huh?, where are you?”-he questioned again but this time his voice settled down a bit

???:“behind you”-the female voice answered

He quickly turned around and he was pleasantly suprised at the girl in front of him.

Her hair is white like that of a distant star that you would see in a night sky.Her eyes are magnificent, it is similar to a mini galaxy locked behind those pure white pupils. She wore a black turtleneck that is potentially soft. He guessed so because the material looks pretty matte like.There is a purple plate in front of her chest and she is wearing shorts with the same black matte texture with some strips of the color gray on the side.she donned a pair of stockings as well. On one side, it was just a plain semi see through one with a hole on top while the other leg is a patterned purple stocking that is made of of some reflective material. Oh and the best part is that she uses a pair of jordans psg. The side of her sleeves imprint some weird things like the romans number 12 XII and the code K422

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After quickly analyzing her, he then asked her

???:“how am I suppose to help you ?”-he quickly said

???:“well before I can tell you how you can help me, I need to explain for you a few things. First of all, my name is Chronolas but you can call me chrona alright ?”-she asked

???:“oh yeah thats totally fine Chrona-san “-he replies a little bit delayed, getting distracted by her beauty

she noticing this gets a little flustered and blushed lightly but proceed to not say anything

Chrona:“are you okay ? focus on the topic here”- she acted like she don’t know what is happening even though she knows it well.

???:“oh um yeah sorry Chrona-san”-he replied while scratching his head looking kind of guilty (chrona is smirking in the back of her head right now)

Chrona:“as you know I didn’t pick you to help me for no reason. You have yourself what is called a Chronic Core. Whats a Chronic Core you may ask? Well its bascically a mark on your hand that looks like a sand glass."He raised his hand to check and low and behold it was there. Embedded into his palm and glows a terrific blue

???:“how come i never see this before ? also is any of this real ?”- he asked again extremely confused.

Chrona:“more real than it could have been, you never saw it before because the appearance of the core can only be activated by someone like me, also I still haven’t learnt your name yet “-she replied with a smile .

Chrona:“what is it ?”-she asked curiously

-the end of chapter 2