“You think that’ll put me down”!?
His face was shifted into a smile
“I’m not gonna go down until you stay away from Jaclyn”.
He pointed the gun towards me
I could see down the barrel, a metal bullet
I could feel something on my chest, it was cold like metal, it was a bullet that almost penetrated my chest
I had stopped it in time
He hadn’t shot anything, yet there was a bullet here
This time he was in another place
What is happening to me
This guy, he can change reality to whatever he wants to but if he could I would’ve immediately disappeared
Maybe to a certain extent
Some people believe that humans are fated while others believe they have free will, there is no possible way that these two things can exist together, what if they did?
Different choices created by free will divert into different timelines where each person continues their fate of existence
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His ability is choice, a timeline split can be reformed back together using his ability
Time is like a line from the 4th dimension, you can move it back, move it forwards, stop it and reconnect the missing pieces
I heard footsteps as Jaclyn came into frame
“Neila, you’re late”.
She was wearing a long black dress that almost touched her toes, her black was wrapped up into a ponytail while she wore glasses that showed off her bright red eyes
Her cheek was slightly injured
“My Queen”.
The incel was on his knees in front of Jaclyn, he seemed to have no shame in front of her
The heel of her foot was pressing into his head
“Oh he was giving you trouble wasn’t he”?
“Yea, he told me he was going to kill me, what was I supposed to do”?
She looked down at him as if he was a bug she could step on
“Ask for his forgiveness, Akira”.
Akira was a separate name for him, separating the identities of his Japanese and English self
“I’m sorry”.
He was begging, crying even
She was getting more scary the more I knew her
It is illegal to own any sort of firearm here in Japan yet he had one, he was actually planning to kill me
“Where’d you get a gun”?
“A gun? Well my dad is a police officer”.
Turns out the incel had gone to school with her and he was her number one fan, he had asked for her to become his girlfriend numerous times but he was always rejected
So he revered her as a goddess instead since he couldn’t get any closer to her, he was basically a slave to Jaclyn
“Neila, let’s go already”.
She dragged into an extremely large mansion with beautiful trees and a large courtyard, the main building was made up of marble and quartz, there was a long pathway to the entrance to the door
Akira had followed behind us like a small dog following its owner
As the door creaked open, one person stepped out
It was a man with completely crimson hair and violet eyes, he wore a small black bolero jacket with a white t shirt underneath