Conversations And Gunshots!
In a dark room, a group of five men gathered around a round table and were having a meeting. Their presence was not something humanity was aware of. It can be said that they were phantoms moving in the shadows. Their body did not exist in this plane of existence, so all that could be seen was a white light representing each man.
The man at the head of the table looked bulky and had a big build. When he spoke, his voice reverberated with a deep baritone.
"Tell me, how many times has he changed the timeline now?"
The man on his left answered.
"Four times now. He is moving faster than we anticipated for a human. In fact, he is one of the fastest of all the chosen,"
The man at the head of the table thought on this for a moment. He wasn't used to being surprised by events that were occurring around him, but the growth of this chosen was a surprise to even him. But he was only a level thirty-five though, so it would be okay.