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An Artefact With Free Reign Over Time
"I know you have a question to ask. Feel free Asher. I don't bite." Grandpa Winks joked good humouredly. Asher slightly bowed after receiving his master's permission. He asked humbly, "The eternal throne, Reiki, he seems to have the ability to manipulate time. How is that possible?"
His question would have surprised Maia if she were still here. Simply because the eternal throne wasn't as simple as she thought. What she thought was a memory scape, a glimpse into the past if you will, was actually 'a step into the past' (author's note- loved that book by the way). Even the eternal throne had no idea he possessed this ability. To the best of his sealed knowledge, he was only accessing the memories of the masters he had before. As for why he didn't know, it was very obviously related to his sealed memories. He must have been manipulated into believing memory peeping was his ability when he was basically a time machine.
On initial scrutiny, his q
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