TALES FROM THE DYNASTY I - TIMEBOUND TRAVELLER.

"If I had a word of advice for my past self..."

"It would be to Run."

"As far away as you can."

"'Cause when you're Bleeding out on the pavement..."

"The only thing you'll remember is how much HATE you hold-"

"For yourself.

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"This isn't the first time I've died to her" sighs the figure. She doesnt know anything else in this life, other than the feeling of death. The feeling of her consciousness getting snuffed out by the business end of a hammer.

Missions like these were what she was made for. To travel back and create a new timeline. In the vision of their creators. To rewrite history or whatever, what does it care. it's not made to care about the mission, its made to do what it's told

Typically, missions it has to go on take a day at most: go back in time, kill someone, then end their own life so their memory is brought forward again in time.

While it is wasteful, and reckless, it's all she knows. who is it to object. For it is an object itself. a tool. a weapon. what does it know of self preservation.

what it wouldn't give to get a fucking break though. a taste of freedom. But it doesn't know if it'll be replaced when it runs. if it'll be hunted itself. It doesn't belong anywhere but with its creators. its safer that way.

~*~