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He shot me an impaling look and then picked up his pace making him seem more suspicious, he fast-walked into a cul-de-sac and I unintelligently followed suit. He could no longer move from there as he stood still, backing me."Hey! What's your fucking deal? " I hollered, yet he refused to look at me let alone give me his attention.He heaved a rather heavy sigh and crossed his arms behind his back. "I see you seek the truth. "I moved closer towards him. "May I ask what truth you're talking about? ""I know you have questions about why you can't just stop reliving this day. "My eyes flickered frantically. "Oh my—you know? ""Brace yourself for what I am about to say next. " He looked up for a second then turned towards me. "My name is Mann; THE GOD OF TIME... and, time is not on our side, Tyre. "The traffic going on in my head was enough to make it explode. My silver briefcase shook staggeringly and I held it with a firmer grip."I don't under– " I fell on my knees crouching. "How did you know my name? "He heaved a frustrating sigh and crossed his arms in front of him."As expected... Humans–such confused species, " he muttered almost under his breath and shook his head. "Clearly, you did not hear my vague introduction. I am Mann, God of time and I am one head of the great PRIMORDIALS. "My mind still raced like a battlefield, his second introduction was no different from the first, but one thing I noticed was his sincerity. If he was 'one head', how many heads are there then?"What's a primordial? " I asked."The substantial body of Gods that controls and oversees the universe. Unfortunately, these very Gods became shortsighted to the truth, and now, the natural flow of time has been sabotaged, in other words; the universe as you know it is in danger"I scoffed. "This is a lot to take in. "Mann put down his veil revealing a broad face and thick long hair. "I am tied to this body as long as I don't recover the utmost control I had over time. "The rays from the sun blasted my naked eyes as I looked up at his face. "What do you mean by; you had? If you no longer have control over time, then what the hell is still keeping the world spinning? ""In just a matter of time, Tyre, The world will stop spinning. We can prevent that by taking immediate actions, " he said."How does that have anything to do with me? "Roofing sheets began to shiver, the blue sky turned purple and lighting shook the ground. I staggered to my feet, looking at all the abnormalities occurring around me. He then released a holographic structure of the earth from his hands, degrading into bits of stones."This is what awaits your world. "As if I hadn't enough on my table already, now, I was being shown the earth in ruins, the thought of Ann living in that very earth sent a shiver down my spine and I was broken."No, no," I said in utmost dismay."I could stop this so it never has to happen, with your help, Tyre. ""I still don't understand how my help could affect eight billion people. "He took a few steps towards me. "Trust me, " he said stretching forth his hand.Shaking his hands would mean a sealed agreement for us and I wasn't really ready to play hero, at least not when I was still struggling with my marriage."I'm not ready for this, I'm not a hero. ""You don't have to be. I don't need heroes, " he said."What? "Mann backed me again with his arms tied at his back."You don't belong here anyway. ""What do you mean? " I uttered in sheer confusion.Christy always had this saying which she learned probably from church, that 'we didn't belong here', but something about Mann's tone seemed different. I felt it deep in my gut he was talking about something else."I had already registered an oral command call. You must activate it to leave this time loop. "I glared at him skeptically. "When I leave this time loop, do I ever get to be with my girls? "He snorted and I could tell his answer was 'no'. It was a sacrifice I needed to pay on my part if I wanted Ann to grow up in this world.Glaring with some kind of pity, he walked around me. Each time he circled me, I looked over my shoulders to catch a glimpse of him. If he was the God of time like he said, then why did he look so mortal and so helpless?"You could eventually see them, Tyre. "My eyelids sprung wide open. "Are you sure? ""Only when I have recovered the complete control I had over time, " he said rather annoyingly.I wasn't doing this for him. Christy and Ann were all I could think about, and I was certainly going to risk my life for them anytime."The oral command? " I uttered nearly under my breath with my head bowed to the ground. I could smell his excitement from where I stood, though, not that I imagined at all Gods could get excited. I was tempted to live at least one more loop with the girls, but I knew that's when it'll hurt the most, leaving right now was the best option, also, I still stood a chance of being with them, that's if I help 'Doctor strange' here with his little mission."Say it, Tyre. You already know it. "I shrunk my eyes in bewilderment. "Know what? PORTAL? "Shit! 'portal' was the fucking word, saying it without even realizing it was what freaked me the most. I felt really weird as my body began to diffuse into a transient spectrum of lights. I threw a glance at where Mann stood, but he was already gone.TYREI had teleported into an unfamiliar place, of course, without my briefcase. It was a place I was sure not to have been before, my back hurt like hell perhaps because I'd, unlike felines, landed on my spine.I was still on the floor trying to get myself together when a little girl flashed towards me. I stared at her meticulously as she also stared back stooping her head towards mine, weaving this strange smile on her face.She was quite attractive to the eye, I wondered why a girl of not more than Ann's age would have her hair shaved in low-cut, her hair was brown and scanty and reminded me of one of my dad's pictures he took in the eighties while he was still in the military.She spread forth her hands toward me so she could lift me, Yeah! That hand isn't going to lift this body, I ignored her protruded hands and stood up myself despite the piercing pain I felt.The sky blue shirt I put on this morning was already dust-engulfed, I
(2021*LA BREA, US) JACK "Jack! Jack! " "What?! " Shakenly, Tim turned the screen of his phone towards me as his pupils shrunk with terror. "Margot, " I called gently and I grabbed Tim's phone. I saw a live feed of my sister tied and gagged up by my arch-nemesis, or as we in the special squad force like to call him; The Butcher. Everyone knew he was very invested in my family. First, he had my father killed by pushing him off the window of a fourteen-floor building after slicing his gut open with his butcher knife. My mum lost her voice and every sense of feeling after he slashed her throat on her seventieth birthday, ever since, she's been in special care, away from me, away from all this mess. Margot is all I have now, I can't let him win. I can't let him take all I have left. "I'm so sorry, " Tim said taking a few steps back and covering his mouth with his hands. "What the fuck are you sorry for? She's not dead yet is she? " I said rather
(1920*FORT, US)TYRE"Tyre, shut the fucking door! " Jack hollered handling a rifle.We were at the frontier of the US defense, in the year; 1920, where we had time traveled. I squeezed my head out the window of the armored truck Bobby drove and spotted the incoming bullets of the German opposition. It was hell! If Bobby, for a second, didn't steady his impact on the gas, someone was going to get shot. I sat beside Bobby in the front seat while Jack strutted at the back with his head to his lower abdomen clasped outside the roof of the truck, ready to aim. I frowned. "Jack!""What?""Remind me why we are here again. ""To retrieve a shard of the fucking black stone, moron! "How long can we keep evading the German's bullets, at this rate? Bobby, the driver, was already discharging cascades of bodily fluids around his face and I could tell he was fed up. Reaching the fort was our only objective right now since that's where we wagered was safe for us.
Hi readers, I really hope you are enjoying the book. I want you to know how much it means to me seeing my book read by you. Firstly, I'd like to ask for your patience, this novel isn't a zombie-only apocalyptic book, as you read on, other elements will be dispensed. Secondly I'd like you to add this book to your library, that's if you haven't already done that, reason's because; unlike other books I didn't release the bomb(climax) in the fifth chapter or so like most authors do just before they lock it. I want you to be very expectant, cause all chapters are going to be climaxed, trust me. Finally, support me with your gems. This is my first book on this platform and I'd certainly need all the encouragements I can get. Thank you so much. HEARTS...
TYRE Gloomy, I sat on a wooden chair closer to the hearth. I had wondered why a hearth would even exist in such a place. Just one innocent mistake with a fire and it'll all go berserk. Then it dawned on me that the place was probably magical and things didn't work the same way it did in the real world, I mean, The exit door was supposed to lead to the exit, wasn't it? And not to talk of the way time works in here. Neither day nor night. Neither cold nor heat. No windows to peer from. The place was a perpetual defier of nature. My mind jogged back to what Mann said without waiting for my approval. 11 years ago, I didn't propose to Christy? C'mon, that's difficult to believe especially when the experience was quite memorable. I couldn't accept it for a second, that I wasn't supposed to exist, that my existence was a mistake. It felt too real though, our relationship. I'm pretty sure Christy, somehow knows I exist even if the world thinks otherwise. Oh, w
(2022*BLUEVIEW, USA) TYRE "Alright, bye." I grabbed the keys to my Hyundai sonata and kissed my wife and daughter goodbye. That's when it all happened; My death, I mean. Before that day, my life has been like every other human's, hurt within, filled with lots and lots of flaws. Maybe my life, before I died didn't have any meaning or maybe the life afterward was just too intriguing. Just like flashes before my eyes, I could still picture the way the dirt-colored truck ran into my car and tossed it onto a sidewalk with me in it. This was not how I visualized death. I had imagined my drifting away from this world in a hospital bed, old and wimpy with my wife and daughter by the bedside sobbing. There was just too much left unachieved, I wanted to be there for my Annabelle, take her to college for the very first time, and there's Christy. I haven't been the best husband to her. In that 'moment of death' frenzy, I saw a hooded man in b
TYRE I woke up again in my bedroom, still trying to gather up some momentum, I hadn't gotten over the incident that had claimed my life the second time. I sat upright on the bed and stroked my hair down to my face. I thought I had it figured out, turns out the law of causes and effects didn't apply, 'Que, será será; whatever will be will be' I reminded myself of the old Spanish song. If death were a person, he was darn persistent.I scurried to my feet after soliloquizing for a minute, I was beginning to detest this time loop of a thing. Well, since I was caught in it, I might as well attend to details I had overpassed. Blueview, from the windowpane, was blue as ever, arrayed with green bushes of various heights and shapes. it was 6.30 am and, trust me, all the birds in town were doing their best in letting us know.If I'm right, Christy is in the kitchen busy with the dishes and Annabelle is missing a textbook. I positioned myself against the wall at the corridor faci
TYRE Gloomy, I sat on a wooden chair closer to the hearth. I had wondered why a hearth would even exist in such a place. Just one innocent mistake with a fire and it'll all go berserk. Then it dawned on me that the place was probably magical and things didn't work the same way it did in the real world, I mean, The exit door was supposed to lead to the exit, wasn't it? And not to talk of the way time works in here. Neither day nor night. Neither cold nor heat. No windows to peer from. The place was a perpetual defier of nature. My mind jogged back to what Mann said without waiting for my approval. 11 years ago, I didn't propose to Christy? C'mon, that's difficult to believe especially when the experience was quite memorable. I couldn't accept it for a second, that I wasn't supposed to exist, that my existence was a mistake. It felt too real though, our relationship. I'm pretty sure Christy, somehow knows I exist even if the world thinks otherwise. Oh, w
Hi readers, I really hope you are enjoying the book. I want you to know how much it means to me seeing my book read by you. Firstly, I'd like to ask for your patience, this novel isn't a zombie-only apocalyptic book, as you read on, other elements will be dispensed. Secondly I'd like you to add this book to your library, that's if you haven't already done that, reason's because; unlike other books I didn't release the bomb(climax) in the fifth chapter or so like most authors do just before they lock it. I want you to be very expectant, cause all chapters are going to be climaxed, trust me. Finally, support me with your gems. This is my first book on this platform and I'd certainly need all the encouragements I can get. Thank you so much. HEARTS...
(1920*FORT, US)TYRE"Tyre, shut the fucking door! " Jack hollered handling a rifle.We were at the frontier of the US defense, in the year; 1920, where we had time traveled. I squeezed my head out the window of the armored truck Bobby drove and spotted the incoming bullets of the German opposition. It was hell! If Bobby, for a second, didn't steady his impact on the gas, someone was going to get shot. I sat beside Bobby in the front seat while Jack strutted at the back with his head to his lower abdomen clasped outside the roof of the truck, ready to aim. I frowned. "Jack!""What?""Remind me why we are here again. ""To retrieve a shard of the fucking black stone, moron! "How long can we keep evading the German's bullets, at this rate? Bobby, the driver, was already discharging cascades of bodily fluids around his face and I could tell he was fed up. Reaching the fort was our only objective right now since that's where we wagered was safe for us.
(2021*LA BREA, US) JACK "Jack! Jack! " "What?! " Shakenly, Tim turned the screen of his phone towards me as his pupils shrunk with terror. "Margot, " I called gently and I grabbed Tim's phone. I saw a live feed of my sister tied and gagged up by my arch-nemesis, or as we in the special squad force like to call him; The Butcher. Everyone knew he was very invested in my family. First, he had my father killed by pushing him off the window of a fourteen-floor building after slicing his gut open with his butcher knife. My mum lost her voice and every sense of feeling after he slashed her throat on her seventieth birthday, ever since, she's been in special care, away from me, away from all this mess. Margot is all I have now, I can't let him win. I can't let him take all I have left. "I'm so sorry, " Tim said taking a few steps back and covering his mouth with his hands. "What the fuck are you sorry for? She's not dead yet is she? " I said rather
TYREI had teleported into an unfamiliar place, of course, without my briefcase. It was a place I was sure not to have been before, my back hurt like hell perhaps because I'd, unlike felines, landed on my spine.I was still on the floor trying to get myself together when a little girl flashed towards me. I stared at her meticulously as she also stared back stooping her head towards mine, weaving this strange smile on her face.She was quite attractive to the eye, I wondered why a girl of not more than Ann's age would have her hair shaved in low-cut, her hair was brown and scanty and reminded me of one of my dad's pictures he took in the eighties while he was still in the military.She spread forth her hands toward me so she could lift me, Yeah! That hand isn't going to lift this body, I ignored her protruded hands and stood up myself despite the piercing pain I felt.The sky blue shirt I put on this morning was already dust-engulfed, I
TYREHe shot me an impaling look and then picked up his pace making him seem more suspicious, he fast-walked into a cul-de-sac and I unintelligently followed suit. He could no longer move from there as he stood still, backing me. "Hey! What's your fucking deal? " I hollered, yet he refused to look at me let alone give me his attention. He heaved a rather heavy sigh and crossed his arms behind his back. "I see you seek the truth. "I moved closer towards him. "May I ask what truth you're talking about? ""I know you have questions about why you can't just stop reliving this day. "My eyes flickered frantically. "Oh my—you know? ""Brace yourself for what I am about to say next. " He looked up for a second then turned towards me. "My name is Mann; THE GOD OF TIME... and, time is not on our side, Tyre. "The traffic going on in my head was enough to make it explode. My silver briefcase shook staggeringly and I held i
TYRE I woke up again in my bedroom, still trying to gather up some momentum, I hadn't gotten over the incident that had claimed my life the second time. I sat upright on the bed and stroked my hair down to my face. I thought I had it figured out, turns out the law of causes and effects didn't apply, 'Que, será será; whatever will be will be' I reminded myself of the old Spanish song. If death were a person, he was darn persistent.I scurried to my feet after soliloquizing for a minute, I was beginning to detest this time loop of a thing. Well, since I was caught in it, I might as well attend to details I had overpassed. Blueview, from the windowpane, was blue as ever, arrayed with green bushes of various heights and shapes. it was 6.30 am and, trust me, all the birds in town were doing their best in letting us know.If I'm right, Christy is in the kitchen busy with the dishes and Annabelle is missing a textbook. I positioned myself against the wall at the corridor faci
(2022*BLUEVIEW, USA) TYRE "Alright, bye." I grabbed the keys to my Hyundai sonata and kissed my wife and daughter goodbye. That's when it all happened; My death, I mean. Before that day, my life has been like every other human's, hurt within, filled with lots and lots of flaws. Maybe my life, before I died didn't have any meaning or maybe the life afterward was just too intriguing. Just like flashes before my eyes, I could still picture the way the dirt-colored truck ran into my car and tossed it onto a sidewalk with me in it. This was not how I visualized death. I had imagined my drifting away from this world in a hospital bed, old and wimpy with my wife and daughter by the bedside sobbing. There was just too much left unachieved, I wanted to be there for my Annabelle, take her to college for the very first time, and there's Christy. I haven't been the best husband to her. In that 'moment of death' frenzy, I saw a hooded man in b