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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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Those Who Wield Powers

Did I expect the aging Elizabeth to pull out the sword in the stone and prove herself as worthy of being the rightful Queen of England?

Somewhat.

Elizabeth only needs to try, and I will allow her to do so just out of respect.

I have to respect her for trying, considering her age, no matter how much of an asshole I am currently.

Honestly, it is quite hilarious to see the Queen climbing all the way up the summit and then proceeding to try and pull out the mythical blade embedded at the top. She did so with all of her strengths amidst the cheering and encouragement of the English people.

Much of the western world joins in as well.

In contrast, I remain expressionless and watch her without saying a single word. This is actually one of those memorable moments, and I certainly will record it down for later reviewing.

"Please let her pull it out. Please let her pull it out. Oh God. Please let her."