Chapter 7

*ZANE POV*

I still remember all those times I died. It took three timelines for me to avoid death when I became a Half-Breed. Some don't get their animal parts as a baby, and therefore, they die from enduring the suffering of the parts building up.

Then the first Sun Control in my life happened. I was eight and I was killed by other frenzied Half-Breeds.

In the fourth timeline, I survived. I think I changed something by staying alive. I was never meant to survive threw the first frenzy. I was always meant to die.

It took me eight timelines to find Deco without dying. But after finding it, I died yet again.

After searching the world for Deco, I finally learned that Half-Breeds were hunted and I has to hide my ears and tail. But still, mistakes happened, and I died.

I saved people. I was saved by people. People killed me. I killed people. People betrayed me. I betrayed people.

I'm a Regressor. Someone that travels back in time. I've lived a new life over twenty times. But then I came across Azusa Feraful.

Feraful...Feraful...

Never had I heard of a Feraful. But her name gave a cold shiver up my spine whenever I heard it.

There was news around Deco that a mythical Half-Breed was attempting to live a normal human life, which was ultimately impossible.

Vylerone was another name that had been passed around. Just Vylerone. He had no other name. Vylerone was a friend of mine in my tenth timeline. But alas, he had betrayed me for power, for I was always ahead of him in everything. So he killed me.

In this timeline, I had never thought that the universe would go this far as to controlling others as puppets and killing strangers.

Perhaps 'World' was after me. World...Always a troublemaker. Always in the way. And 'Law.' Always speaking cryptically. Never making sense. He says that he is Law. He tells me in my dreams that he his bound by his own laws. And though he is on my side, I don't understand him.

Many times, I have been called, 'World's puppet.' I have been a subject of his will many times. I knew, when I saw World this timeline, that I was no longer his only puppet, but so was Vylerone.

Then there was love. After my 12th timeline, I learned that love was backstabber. I learned this at a very young age. In first grade, there was a girl I followed around. She was the girl I liked being with. She liked me for who I was. When I thought I could trust her, I told what I was. As a 9-year-old first grader, she killed me.

I never understood why I was born to this life. Sometimes I forget what all my mother's faces looked like. I knew this timeline would be the same. I'll be born, try to stop World, then die

and forget them. That was my fate from the very beginning.

When I met you, Azusa, you looked like Vylerone. You had his eyes, his hair, even his soft, soothing voice he used to have. I couldn't sleep at night. All I thought of was you. I could never let you leave my life. As a 16 year old boy, I shouldn't be thinking about things like love. But after all my despair, you brought light to my dark world. You reached our to me and welcomed me. I never bonded with that group of friends. I was a third wheel, but they wanted me there.

No one has ever treated me the way you have. Your warm breath and cold hands. They make my day brighter. You may be one of World's puppets along with Vylerone and myself, but one day I will save you. You and Vylerone are important to me, my friends. I will sacrifice anything to get you two back, if it's the last thing I do.