𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 | 𝗥𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗘 𝟭𝟵𝟵𝟵 - 𝑴𝑨𝑳𝑬 𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑬𝑹

Chapter 5 - Forget Me Not

NOTE: IT IS ADVISED TO READ THE BOOK WHILE LISTENING TO SOUNDTRACK ( FOR IMMERSION PURPOSE)

INSERT SOUNDTRACK: (Reverse: 1999 OST | Heavy / Emotional Music)

Y/N had lost count of his age, as he had lived through many different eras. Yet he is far from old, he is still young, he never aging... and the years seem to meld into each other, becoming a single, long line of time. Though his age keeps changing in circumstances... He had witnessed so many different events, and seen countless people come and go. It felt like a century, or even longer, but to Y/N it was just another day in his life. The time he had lived through might as well have been an eternity, and he had no idea how he would continue.



Y/N had lived through it all, from Modern Times to Old Times, through some of the bloodiest wars and back to another, rinse and repeat... One conflict after another. The lives he had lived had become indistinguishable from one another, each era blending in an endless loop of violence and conflict. Y/N had seen it all, and he had seen too much.



It was one of repeated attempts, with no recollection of the past. It was difficult to comprehend the passage of time, and the memories of Y/N seemed to be a blank slate. This left a feeling of confusion and uncertainty in his mind.

It has every feature of mist, like blocking vision, hiding secrets, slowing down the ones inside ...And it has something more than that, like causing hallucination, poisoning whoever breathes it, and trapping people in an unrecorded crossroad forever...

"The endgame is here, the storm is coming... How does it feel to be Lost In Time? Perhaps the Time Paradox can ease you..."



REVERSE: 1999 - LOST IN TIME - CHAPTER 5: Forget Me Not

The words echoed in Y/N's ears. He opened his eyes and looked scanning the area. The relief shelter was in complete shambles, with bodies and bloodshed everywhere. Those who had come here seeking refuge were now victims of Forget Me Not's rage. The era was no longer valuable, no, it was already gone. The storm was coming, and it would take everything with it. Y/N felt a sense of foreboding. The future was uncertain, but it didn't look good for anyone.



Y/N couldn't help but look at the sky as the small droplets fell on his face. The sky was overcast, and the clouds were rolling in to bring the storm. The sky became darker as the lightning illuminated the sky, casting a haunting glow over the camp's ruins. Even nature itself seemed to be waiting for the storm to begin.



Y/N watched as the refugees were slaughtered by Forget Me Not, and he was unfazed. Y/N had seen it all before, and it was nothing new to him. He had lived through many different eras and had seen countless atrocities. Y/N is watching him continue his killing spree with a detached expression. The lives of the refugees meant nothing to Forget Me Not, they were just another target to be eliminated.