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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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The Invitation

That didn't sound creepy at all.

And in order to stop my grandfather and his family from thinking that I am actively stalking them like a serial killer, I will just wait here at the entrance of the shelter like a good mass murderer that I am.

Mass murderer sounds about right for the amount of people I have killed, on purpose or otherwise. It is mostly otherwise.

I do try not to slaughtering everyone who dare to cross me one way or another, but when I could bring anyone back from the dead with just a snap of my finger, I tend not to think too much about this.

People I have killed directly or indirectly are not really dead in a sense.

They are just not amongst the living until I decide they should.

In fact, for this preparation stage, it might probably be just easier to kill the people instead of stashing them in stasis cell. Stasis cell do cost a lot of power to operate. Power that could be diverted elsewhere more useful.