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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 Queen of Heart (POV)

Beautiful songs continue to be played in the car one after another as I am trying my best to memorize each and everyone of them as well as how each word is being sung.

It is easy to do, surprisingly. I only need to hear a song a few times before I can remember it perfectly, but now, I really only need to listen to it once or twice.

I don't know why I can remember these songs so well, but maybe it is because I really like the person who is sing these songs.

She has a really good voice.

One of the best I have ever heard, and I have heard many people singing before.

I hope that I will be able to sing like her one day, and maybe being able to sing better than her just like mister Max had told me. He really believes that I could sing better than this singer even though he has never heard me sing before.

At least I don't think so. I have only met him today, and I already like him a lot. A lot more than many people I have met so far.