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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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It is relaxing, submerging myself in the warm water and feeling all of my troubles simply melting away, even if it is just for a moment.

I could really close my eyes and dream of a much happier time and place, but I would not be allowed to, not here in this place, wherever this place is.

There is not a single window in sight, connecting to the outside world, making me feel isolated as well as disconnected. Perhaps that is the point, for I could die here all alone like I have always feared that I would, and no one would ever know.

Maybe I am already publicly dead to the world and everyone, as the airplane I was on was shot down by missiles that flies faster than the eyes could see.

There was no warning whatsoever other than the explosions rocking the aircraft and the flames filling the cabin.

I remember it all well.

The burning sensation wrapping around my body as the inferno enveloped me, but once more, death didn't take me.