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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 Start of Sweet Revenge

And as for why I have to actually ask my mother about the car again, it is because the Commandment is most effective when it is used to give a command, not to request something.

It is called a Commandment for a reason, and that is something George Collins did not fully understand or grasp, thus failing spectacularly to accomplish more despite having such a godlike ability.

I suppose that George isn't as smart as he has given himself credit for, but then again, if he has resorted to using his ability smartly, he might have come under the radar of Hydra.

Me, in other word.

And things wouldn't turn out like this.

In any case, it is somewhat disappointing, considering that I have to follow some of his idiotic ideas as I relive his life, just so the memory does not get reset once more, sending me back to the hospital bed to start my journey all over again.

How annoying. How fucking annoying.