The regressor

It all started because of a time machine my mother made. She was killed right after making the amazing invention. Who killed her? I don't know. But I WILL find out who did it. Whoever it was, I'm sure of one thing. He doesn't know that I ALSO have the ability to jump through time. If he did know...would I even be alive by now? I'm not even sure if this story will get recognisation or not, so I'm making 20-100 chapters. The first few chapters are most likely going to be a bit short, but I'll try my best to keep my readers on the edge of their seats with tons of cliffhangers!

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Prologue.

This was the fortieth time.

I've done this over and over again--Travelling in time I mean.

I...

I don't even know who I am anymore. Different timelines, different identities, different jobs, different names....I'm sick of it.

Well, it all started because of a time machine. Some of the strongest countries in the world were arguing over which country DESERVED to get the time machine made by MY mother. In a matter of time, World War III started.

My mother was a genius who had done a lot of personal researches. When she told me about her time machine 'project', I was obviously convinced that it isn't possible.

But she did it.

She proved me wrong. By the time I even STARTED to acknowledge her,

Se was killed.

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