Repairing The Village

A large wide blue circle could be seen, with numbers and patterns written all over it. After giving it closer look, anyone would have been able to tell that it was a clock.

It spread out throughout the sky, covering as much distance as it could, being nearly as wide as the whole village. 

"Advanced Sacred Treasure Art: Regressus" Muttered John / Translation: Regress.

Everyone witnessed what happened next, and no one could believe their eyes.

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"Mum… What's going to happen to us…" A young boy asked his mother while crying.

"Don't worry… We'll be fine… We'll find a new home… And…"

"But I don't want a new home… I want our home…" He muttered

The mother's hands wouldn't stop trembling as she held her son. She didn't know what to tell him.