Earth's Alpha Prime

Jay kept track of the passing seconds and at exactly the hundredth second, he activated║
║, and his consciousness slipped seamlessly back to the instant when the arrow was about to wound him. In that moment, his Origin Glaive floated beside him, aligning its longest blade directly in front of his palm to intercept the arrow.
But Jay refrained from altering the event. With a subtle mental command, he had the glaive shift aside, allowing the arrow to strike his palm again. Time resumed, and he absorbed the same minor injury he'd sustained moments ago.
Just as before, the wound closed almost instantly, leaving no trace of damage. Jay had accomplished exactly what he'd intended from the beginning. His ability required an injury from an external source as an anchor in time, and by allowing Dante's arrow to wound him, he'd established that anchor.
With the injury now set as a temporal marker, Jay could return to this exact moment as many times as he wished—provided he had enough units of Origin Energy. The only condition was that each time, he would have to allow the arrow to wound him again, reestablishing the anchor with each loop.
Meanwhile, Dante looked around in awe, his eyes widening as he took in the surreal scene.
Beyond a hundred meters around them, the world seemed cloaked in a silver-black haze, as though a veil separated them from the rest of reality. A distinct spatial boundary encircled them, dividing the surroundings into an "inside" and "outside."
His voice trailed off, eyes widening further as he caught sight of something at the edge of the boundary.
Emerging from the silver-black expanse, several skeletal figures with glowing red eyes began to appear, each one grotesque and ghostly. The apparitions floated at the boundary's edge, watching with a malevolent hunger.
One by one, more spectres appeared, each more horrifying than the last. Some were slender and towering, others hunched and bristling with bone-like protrusions, yet all carried an immense, otherworldly presence.
Oddly, their attention was fixed solely on Dante, ignoring Jay entirely as if they'd grown accustomed to his presence. These were the
—the spectral guardians of the space-time continuum, relentless enforcers of order.
They held no fear of the space-time intruders—not even Tier-10 lifeforms. But this particular Tier-2 individual, moving freely under the protection of a terrifying weapon, filled them with an instinctive dread that kept them at bay.
Jay's grin widened as he saw Dante's stunned reaction.
he said, nodding toward the ghostly creatures.
Jay explained the nature of the Temporal Spectres and the powerful ability he had just used. To give Dante full context, he shared the memory of everything that had transpired just before he returned one hundred seconds into the past.
Dante listened with rapt attention, his fascination growing with each detail. Although he couldn't recall the future moment himself, the memory Jay shared with him filled in the gaps, leaving him awed and astonished.
But what truly left him speechless was the sight of the Temporal Spectres. Through his perception, Dante could see their Fate Halos. Every spectre bore at least an eight-layered Fate Halo, signifying strength of Tier-8 lifeforms.
Among the hundred or so spectral entities, a third displayed nine-layered halos—an unmistakable sign of Tier-9 lifeforms. Yet, even these impressive beings did not hold his gaze for long.
Dante's focus shifted to a particular Temporal Spectre, the one with a ten-layered Fate Halo. It radiated a staggering power, with a web of more than a thousand fate threads woven around it—far more than any other creature he had observed.
He pointed out his findings to Jay, who seemed less surprised while acknowledging the weight of Dante's discovery.
Still, Jay felt no fear, trusting in the protection of the Origin Glaive. If the Tier-10 Temporal Spectre had the ability to act against him, it would have done so already, given how many times he had tampered with the space-time continuum. Jay reassured Dante, and only then did Dante take a steadying breath and focus on the task at hand.
Dante closed his eyes, concentrating deeply on the fine threads of fate entwined with the ten-layered Fate Halo above the Tier-10 Temporal Spectre. Beside him, Jay watched intently, his attention shifting to Dante's memory as it unfurled. He was curious to see what insights someone's threads of fate might reveal about them.
Together, as Dante delved into the fate threads, Jay began to see what Dante saw, a vivid memory emerged, bringing them to the heart of a brutal battlefield in space.
Before them, a towering, green-skinned giant, his face bearing six eyes that blazed with rage, clashed against an even larger adversary. This immense being, over several hundred meters tall, had blood-red eyes, protruding tusk-like teeth, and a pair of fiery, curved horns. His ashen red skin and sadistic smile radiated a cruel confidence. Wielding a colossal hammer, the Tier-10 Being exuded a menacing aura, his bulky frame practically vibrating with power.
Ghora's deep, mocking voice rumbled across the battlefield.
He swung his massive hammer, preparing for another strike.
Despite his battered form, the old giant—Craul, with gray hair matted with blood and dirt and two tails trailing behind him—held his ground, hatred burning in his eyes.
The Fiend General's grin widened.
With a vicious laugh, Ghora swung his hammer, striking Craul with devastating force and sending him crashing into the earth, his body barely clinging to life.
But in the next instant, Craul's wounds vanished. His skin knit back together, and he stood unbroken, his body restored. General Ghora tilted his head, observing without surprise.
He clicked his tongue in irritation.
Over and over, Craul rewound his wounds away, regaining his strength to continue the fight. But against the overwhelming might of a Tier-10 being, the struggle grew futile. With each blow, the gap between them became more apparent, until Craul's strength waned, and his time abilities could no longer sustain him. Finally, he slumped, exhausted, unable to heal.
General Ghora leaned over, eyes glinting with sadistic satisfaction.
he sneered.
He raised his hammer once more.
In a last desperate effort, Craul summoned all his remaining power and slipped into the space-time continuum. But to his horror, Ghora snarled and followed him in.
No sooner had they entered the continuum than they were swarmed. Thousands of Temporal Spectres, guardians of time, emerged from all directions, converging on the intruders with vengeful fury.
While Ghora's shield kept the Temporal Spectres at bay, Craul had no such defense. The spectral figures latched onto him, each touch siphoning away years of his life until he finally succumbed to them, becoming one of them.
Ghora looked down with scorn as Craul's spectral form joined the others in clawing toward him.
he sneered. But even his protection was not absolute. The Temporal Spectres had begun to converge upon him, their attacks cracking the shield that surrounded him.
With a final growl of frustration, Ghora turned and fled, retreating from the space-time continuum before he, too, could be consumed by the relentless guardians of time.
Just like that, the memory drawn from a thread of fate faded, and Dante opened his eyes, a look of awe filling his face as he processed what he had just witnessed.
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