Travelling through history

Life being born, taking its fresh new breath in the world, developing a bit at a time, growing, changing and then starting to decay, until one day...it ceased to exist.

Harry looked in front of him to see Visions — various visions of all types of life being born and then slowly reaching an end of its cycle. They were floating inside a dark void just like he was.

He looked at a colorful view.

The vision of a little seed that emerged from a desert which slowly transformed into a mighty tree that stood proudly at a humangous length for decades by itself, withering and falling as it aged.

Both Its creation and destruction had gone unnoticed — As if it never even occurred. Yet, it had once existed in a part of the infinite movie called time.

Then there were images of humans, being born as red babies, and growing older, teenagers, some dying midway, Others still growing, Adulthood, then midlife, and soon one hundred years old.

They all died at one point or another in the end, all of them ending up on the same page of history the tree ended uo at, the page of the dead. The unliving.

The Men, Women, Rich, Poor, Gufted with power that could kick a mountain away.... It didn't matter.

The omnipresent power of time didn't care, they all aged the same and died the same, as long as they didn't hace a gift or method that increased their lifespan. They ended up dead.

Nothing that time touched on was eternal, and there were not many things in the world that it kept untouched.

Harry watched the different images with a mesmerized and dazed look on his face, He was still a little taken aback by the thought that he had died at the hands of his grandmother, who used to suck his unstanding dick like a lollipop.

But now, his mind was quite clear.

His soul shook and then suddenly got yanked and the next moment he knew, he was infront of another image, an image of a human's life. From birth to death.

It was a boy, pretty cute in Ace's opinion, The guy had black eyes and hair, a fair face and a well-built body.

But among superhumans, his assets were just liabilities — a burden for whomever cared.

Why?

He was a Null.

The image went back in time and started a story.

The story started with the birth of two babies, celebrated by the kingdom, its citizens, and even the royal family due to the rarity of royal childbirth.

The twins came into the world with a small Bang!

Later named Harry and Lilly by their birth mother Emma, the twins started growing up...

Emma was a good mother and they were Royalty, The kids saw no trouble throughout their life and slowly grew up together, playing with each other different games.

Finding basements and secret passageways, playing hide and seek, just sleeping while hugging each other.

Watching the best moments of his life, Harry nostalgically continued watching, and as his eyes overflowed with gentleness and love...

he suddenly regretted it, he had everything...

a great and lovely Sister who loved him more than her life...

a gentle and sexy Mother who loved him more than her own existence...

A maid whom he had just made a part of his inner circle.

Eventually even the throne of a King.

Why then did I go ahead and sacrifice all these wonderful memories from my family's minds? to simply be eternal? He questioned,

But then he shook his head and thought,

Good memories?

Good life?

Happy long life?

A Kingly life?

What was the point? Even those have to come to an end and fade away! Anything at a die-able level has no value!

A dogshit and the dog itself were ultimately going to be the same once time took it... crispy dust.

Men was nothing different, they were the same as dogshit too.

That majestic tree, it had soared so high, yet...hadn't it died in the end?

If he can, He wanted the best for himself, his mom, his sister, and maybe Anna...all others could just go burn themselves.

Valeria was quite important too, important since Emma and Lilly cared about her a lot, but she was now in his unknown Variable list rather than loved ones list.

Even though he had some emotional attachments linking him to her.

If he was building a family with so much effort, he wanted it to remain and grace the world with its beauty eternally, if he makes a family, he wanted it to be an Eternal Family.

And for such a goal, he didn't mind removing Valeria from the lust if she was really a cancer. But he had a feeling he had to look more into this, after all, Valeria was not the same as he remembered her to be.

And,

Good memories could be made again...and who even said you can't just gain them back somehow?

Everything was possible if he was strong enough.

Maybe even stealing memories right from here, this freakish place filled with all kinds of 'memories'...

Wasn't time travel possible? Why not that then?

Shaking his head off such far-reaching goals, he continued watching, he wanted to etch every moment with his momma and sister into his very soul.

The world in the vision moved on, He and his sister played together every day, They loved each other very much and loved their mother as much as they did each other. They were a heavenly family of three.

But things started getting a bit complicated from Harry and Lilly's eleventh birthday.

And Harry immediately noticed the unseen difference, something started changing from that day, he didn't know what exactly, but he continued watching with a more serious face.

And the main change appeared soon enough, It was a woman, No, a girl, she was the same age as Harry and Lilly — a little girl. She was a new face that started playing with them as any other child would have, and they were pretty friendly with her, they liked the girl.

She soon became Harry and Lilly's new play mate.

Her name was Vivy, she was a blue-haired beauty – a princess in her own words – which the kids believed easily. After all, they were all little princes and princesses.

But the problem was, Ace, or rather Harry, who was spectating his already over life, had no idea who this girl was...

And he had a good memory of those days since he had just received the whole package of memories just recently,

Yet, things continued as they did, life was pretty happy for them and it moved on,

They soon reached 13, and seeing his current life, Harry's frown deepened several layers,

At that age, he started releasing this weird and unseen pheromones from his body, slowly making people who loved him have a sexual attraction towards him.

For people who didn't positively care about him, it was completely ineffective, but to those who loved him in any way, even platonic, as long as she was a she, she will start to lust over him...

Of course, it only worked on people with strong libidos, it didn't work on kids.

even though it took months to take effect, each time it took effect, something extreme ended up happening.

The first time was with his murderer, his Grandma.

she was just casually washing his back in the bathtub, bathing him, when she accidentally touched his rod —She couldn't hold on and started giving it a gentle handjob, and soon, his already 4-inch thing stood up and he enjoyed his first ejaculation ever!

Little Harry, the one who had just had the best experience in his whole life, gulped in satisfaction...

'Whatever the case was, Grandma was a genius in the art of pleasure,' the other Harry smiled seeing them.

Yet, a scowl was also deeply visible on his brows.

It wasn't this enjoyable feeling that made him scowl; rather, the fact that he even had a libido and that his thing stood on its own was wrong, profoundly wrong.

How could it stand?!

He was supposed to be an Eunuch!

The second time was the one that made him have deep doubts though...

At that age, he used to sleep with his mom most of the time, and whenever she fell asleep he will slowly wake up, and do the things that grandma did with him with his mother, and without her knowledge.

He will slowly move to his mother's crotch, and put his face into her tightly held thighs, just smelling her sacred place like that for hours.

He even licked her vagina in that position, through her clothes, till it started releasing some liquid, which he will lick too—it was salty through her pantie and pajama, by the way.

He especially liked how soft and hot it was to his licks, his mother's trembles of oleasure were always nice.

The watcher of time only frowned deeper though,

Wasn't I an Eunuch from birth?

But what made him even more sure of his beliefs was, one day when he was asleep,

His dear mom slowly removed his clothes and took his almost 5-inch lil dragon into her mouth and gave him a blowjob, before removing the evidence by drinking her son's cum.

This confirmed his healthy manhood, then what happened?

Why was he known as an Eunuch to his sister and mom?

As he pondered, he never stopped watching,

and never even wondered, why was he watching years of life like a 20-minute movie?

If he had seen himself from the side, it would have been exactly the same as memories flashing through ones head, like a godly hand shifting through it.

It actually only took a mere second.

As he watched one encounter after another related to sexuality in his daily life as a teen, he soon reached his next birthday.

as a birthday gift, his sister gave him a little kiss on the lips for the first time, With a very red face.

And that became a thing, every woman in their part of royalty kissed him deeply that day,

including Sis, Vivy, Mom, Grandma, and the then Maid, who had left after she became fifty, she too was a gorgeous gilf, not at all seeming even at her 40s.

However, as he kissed Vivy, spectator Harry noticed a strange feeling of change, as if something had shifted. As he continued watching, his spirit trembled with unease, rage, dread, and even self-pity.

Yes, from that day on, his life was nothing like he remembered, no, it was becoming, turning exactly into what he remembered, it started with a visit from Vivy herself,

It was midnight, she called him secretly through one of their secret passageways and they kissed deeply again, a habit that didn't go away after a day...

But unlike before, as their kiss was about to turn deeper and his hands started traveling to another destination, an elderly man came out of the shadow of Vivy, his face hidden in shadows as he moved towards Harry before clasping him by the neck and fixing him on the wall...

His face slack with fear, Harry tried to cry out, but for some reason, his sound wouldn't come out, and he just stared, NO, he could only stare at the hidden faced elderly man.

Laughing at his reaction, the man said, "What a waste of talent," before throwing Harry into another wall,

Crash!

He fell hard against the wall, panting in pain, and slumped into the corner. With a broken hand, and bleeding head, Harry trembled and looked towards the man,

But the assailant didn't wait and moved towards him.

And carried him up by the pants, he tore his pants away completely,

With ease.

Harry, who was terrified by the prospect of a man touching his sacred sword, Yelled in fear and panic "Hey, Vivy, RUN AND CALL THE GUARDS," somehow, his mind still refused to believe he was betrayed.

And as expected, Vivy didn't move and the shady elderly removed his pants successfully, but luckily,

The bastard didn't touch his sword and instead used a tool that seemed like a hammer, which appeared from nowhere in his hands,

And it went down,

*Smash*, and his balls went onto the path of incapability, complete ball-lessness.

As his heart failed to hold his anguish and misery, Harry shouted in agony, every fiber of his body felt an horrible pain. His red eyes could only shiveringly look ahead at what was happening, what the man was doing.

His mind weakly screaming, I became an Eunuch...

The observer of time, who didn't like anything going on here, just watched patiently. His face was rather pale but his mind was calm.

However, before it settled down completely, the hammer that struck his balls flared with a blinding golden light.

Giggling, the elderly man walked out of the shadows, "They were right, You are Indeed our lucky charm...attraction of lust towards the opposite sex through mere aura, and an endless sack of semen, what a unique Born-Dragon Ability, The 'King' is such a waste not to have noticed and taken your balls for himself," the elderly man said, patting Harry on the face. His voice was sarcastic and jovial as he laughed and giggled mockingly like a little girl.

And Harry, the spectator, stared at him in total shock.... This guy, wasn't he the First King?!