Kiro looked at the being in front of him, as if waiting for him to say the big reveal. Because the one he had said must've been so kind of a joke.
His face once again contorted into one of panic. If this wasn't the ga, then where was he. He understood what the being told him about this place, but he was just a human, the urge to know the where and how were very strong.
"It's not a joke." He reassured him.
The appearance he put on was definitely easy on the eyes. If he hadn't seen his true self, he would probably be admiring how chiselled, yet seemingly soft his facial features were.
"Who are you?" He asked coldly, he wanted to get up but didn't trust that his legs would carry him.
"Ti god, Chronos." He said simply as if that was the most obvious thing.
"Gods are real?" He croaked.
"Who do you think turned back ti with your mories intact? Huh?"
"You—it was you?"
The man nodded, unsure whether Kiro was ready for it all. But it wasn't up to him anymore, things were progressing too fast.
He had observed them for many years, if you counted the tis he'd turn back the ti—it would round up to a few centuries. They've never, not once, have been this impatient, maybe he was to bla.
He got too involved, he gave this boy in front of him too much power. The power to know the future and how best to navigate it for the best results. He gave him a gift and then he went and made great changes in his life—he didn't fault him for this of course it was his lack of instruction that was to bla.
Chronos didn't know how, but they sohow knew what he'd done and they were acting sooner. He wasn't planning to et Kiro this soon, they were forcing his hand.
He watched Kiro get up from his chair, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He'd never dealt with his Lord's creation before and they were quite, impulsive.
Kiro started pacing around the garden, mumbling, a way to process these thoughts that were being thrown at him faster. He felt sothing rise from within him—it was burning, hot, raw anger.
"If you could do that for , why couldn't you make the world below you a better place for all?" He practically scread. "Where were you when your people needed you, huh? Wasting ti bringing back!"
"Sit down!" The man commanded. "For you? None of these were done for you, humble yourself a little. Yes you're very important, but this is for humanity."
As much as Kiro was fuming, he recognised that, this being's commands couldn't be disobeyed. He went and sat obediently, totally against his own will. His eyes were still very violent, thinking of everyone that died, thinking of the children they kidnapped and kept as slaves.
"Your thinking is very shallow, as per usual. Acting on emotions, isn't it tiring?" He mocked. "But I do like your spirit, very strong. Maybe that's why..."
"What?" It ca out as venomous as he intended. Did this god just call him shallow minded?
The god before him acknowledged that he was treading on thin waters. They weren't enemies, he was intending for them to be allies.
"All I an is, this is bigger than your world. turning back the ti for you wasn't a waste. I've done this a thousand tis already.
"Besides, all I can do is turn back ti—this mory intact thing was just a theory gone right. I had no business interfering with master's business. Now I'll receive my punishnt." He said those last lines with great sorrow.
"You an you've brought back a thousand tis? You're a god but you answer to soone else?" This llowed his anger a little, if he wasn't the creator then maybe it was out his control.
"Yes." He answered both his questions.
"And? What happens to ?" Kiro was more interested in his own life, if he was honest with himself.
"You died every single ti, before you did anything significant. This incident of yours snowballed into many that eventually ended your world and everything else."
"Huh?"
"You're what they call a constant. Without you, the world crumbles into nothing but dust. Why you were chosen is beyond , I guess the Lord thought it would be amusing to have a human as a constant." He tried putting it in simple terms.
This was naturally a lot to take in. Not only is he finding out that gods are real and apparently don't care about being worshiped, he was finding out that he was sohow chosen by their supre god to be a constant.
He couldn't believe he'd died a thousand tis and couldn't rember any of them, except for the last one.
This burden was too much, his shoulders were just human. He wasn't sure that he could carry the entire universe on them.
"My mories..." He trailed off.
"Yes, this ti I decided to bring you back with your mories and I have to say, that took a toll on ." He said coincidentally coughing.
"W-what ends the world?"
Chronos looked at him knowingly. He didn't say anything, if the chosen one wasn't smart enough to figure it out maybe their universe was dood to be eaten whether he was there or not.
"Harbingers? No, Ancient ones? Is that why you created the ga?"
He nodded, "good boy maybe there's hope for you yet. I've created this ga so that you humans can safely fight them. I planned to get this going for as long as possible but they're pushing through harder than I've ever seen them push."
He thought back to that room of stars being born and dying at the sa ti. It made sense to him now, the god of ti was showing him many possibilities that have yet to co and already passed.
Kiro looked at him incredulously, "wouldn't it have been better to just give us power?"
"You think we haven't thought of that before?" He said leaning back on his chair, lighting his tobacco pipe. "Why do you think your world has only one continent now?" He puffed.
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