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Master of Time

If you have the power to travel anywhere in time, armed with your knowledge, what would you do? Could you prevent wars, natural disasters and the economic crisis? Do you really want to? Wouldn’t you prefer to play God instead? Afterall, only God should have the power to control time. This is the story of my life. It is not for the faint of heart. I never wish for this power, yet I was granted it, nonetheless. I have watched the Great Pyramid being built, Rome being sacked, and unaccountable number of bloodsheds in the names of long forgotten Kings and Queens. Empire rises and falls, yet I remain. That is the single truth. Even the Modern Era is but a tiny drop in the ocean of time. History is just an experience to me. New Hollywood, what is that? Is that more interesting than the Great Migration or The Exodus? I will tell you all about it, the countless lives I have lived. As the Master of Time, time itself is my servant. It is loyal to a fault, preventing death from claiming me. In effect, it forces me to wander all of time and space, for all of eternity. I wonder when, if ever I will be free from this curse and this gift! Disclaimer: Story contains graphical sex scene. Tags: Time Travel, Ruthless Protagonist, Male Protagonist, Godly Power, Alternate History, Celebrities, Wars, Conquests, Kingdom Building. ******************** Discord Server https://discord.gg/ffazvKp

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Contemplating the Future

But the real question remains, how do I confirm my suspicions and assumptions with Antigone without actually hurting her in any form, physically or otherwise.

I would be an incredibly terrible father if I hurt my beloved daughter, especially when she is still just a baby. An innocent baby, no less.

Antigone hasn't really done anything to warrant any form of ill-treatments from me.

And from what I understand from my clone and the life that he had lived for thousands of years, Adria was a relatively normal baby girl before her brain develops sufficiently enough to comprehend all that foreign memories and advance knowledges.

When Adria finally becomes aware of what and who she is, her demeanor changes greatly, frightening her mother more than a little with her newfound maturity and mannerism.