《The Cosmic Series: The First Apprentice. (On hold(life problems.))》Time travel?(Chap 16)*Not edited*
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The reaper swung his scythe and cleaved the floor in two. Dust exploded outwards and Cher's hand and Heyla's broken blade collided.
The blade broke in two and fell on the floor. “You are still connected to the treads of the tyrant and chaos helps you?” Said Cher as she stepped to the side and twisted around. “What the fuck are you talking about!?” Screamed Heyla. Heyla raised her arms and the gravity around them shifted.
“Fuckkkkk this is what I hate about that.” Shouted Cher. Heyla exploded towards Cher and spun on the balls of her feet. Cher lowered herself and grinned towards Heyla. “You might be older than me. To accept such knowledge in this kind of multiverse you must be a granny.”
Heyla kicked. Cher leaned to the side and moved away. A shock wave formed above Cher's head, the air around Heyla's kick increased in heat and ruptured. “Hey calm down!” Cher knew that If this kept going she would get carried to that disgusting cage to live for the next cintellia, that is until chaos fought the tyrant.
She did not want to lose her new found freedom, and she was deeply thinking of a way out of this. Cher leaned and avoided another kick from Heyla, but just the wind knocked down one of her teeth.
...
They fought. Heyla kicked and destroyed anything in her wake, as Cher tirelessly avoided, dodged and sometimes licked Heyla's body with scratches.
Why did she anger someone favored by...him? She had never worked out so much in a long time. 'Oh look Im losing som pounds!' Tought Heyla as she looked at her bloody belly and grimanced. Heyla was growing in velocity and animosity but Cher was not.
Cher had an enormously weak constitution when compared to Heyla. She could not even use her ancient skills because if she did...well, her body would become a foam of blood.
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“STo-”Tried to say Cher but was caught up y Heyla too quickly. Cher finally gave out and she was smashed into a wall. “Why? Why did you betray me you bitch!” Heyla smashed Chers head. “Why?”
“I'm sorry...I...m.” Said Cher as she slowly lost consciousness. Heyla could not believe her eyes, Cher had fucking almost killed her and even said she would kill Lem and, she was here saying sorry.
Did she deserve to die?
No?
Yes?
She fucking sure did. Heyla raised her hand and with all the force she could, and she tried to hit Cher...her fist landed beside her head and into the wall. Cher looked at Heyla and smiled thankfully. 'She definitely deserves to die!’ Said Heyla in her head as she raised her fist's again in victory. Cher gasped and closed her eyes.
There was a shock wave...but no blood.
“I hate to interrupt your little discussion.” Said a man with the Constitution of worlds. “Lem!” Said Cher. Heyla ran to him and hugged him. “I was so scared for you Lem.” Heyla bit his shoulder and started punching him. “Good to see you guys not dead." I walked up to Cher and carried her.
“You fucking saved for now.” Heyla said as she looked at Cher's eyes. Lem raised a brow but just let them be.
Lem looked at the horde of monsters outside of the barrier. The old man's face was extremely close to the barrier looking at them with unfaltering attention.
“Disgusting.” The old man said and tossed his cane aside. "Well looks like it's time to kill you." The old man looked at Lem and easily punched through the barrier surrounding them.
"How many times should I kill you before you truthly die? The old man raised his hand, and Lem's body cracked and fell to the floor with blood pouring out of his mouth
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So much for fucking constitution…
I had finally woken up from that horrible dream, and now I was dying.
WTF!
Should I stop time? I looked at the old man. Well at least I will try…
Something clicked and time slowed down to a halt. I raised and my body started to reform and heal completely. Looks like that old man obeys the laws of time and space just like anyone...why would he not?.
I will fucking kill that bastard. I walked to the old man and hit his face. I walked and hit every single grey monster that had been piling up since Cher and Heyla started fighting.
Not that I knew why they were fighting.
It took me about what seemed a week to completely hit almost every single of the thousands of grey creatures.
I deactivated the Tantrums Decent and walked towards Cher and Heyla, I picked them up and increased time ten fold. I sprinted away, and a flash of light covered me before I reappeared on a sandy beach.
Where was I? I saw a million people doing nothing but enjoying the good life.
Did I just go back in time?
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