Eternity₊ ⊹₍ᐢᐢ₎ | Rayne Ames

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𝐈𝐓 all began when my mom married my dad and they had me. Obviously, it was unintentional. Still, I'm grateful to be born. What year was it again? 305..8? Or 3047? Either way, time does not fly around me.

In this world of witchcraft and abilities, I was born with two lines on my face signifying that I am accumulating a tremendous amount of mana inside of me which makes my parents the happiest in the world. I was told that I'm a gifted person. Being born with two lines is no caricature. My parents are single-liners and none in my family has had more than one line in the past decades.

I know that I'm apt in lots of things and anything. However, I never thought that the day I lost complete control over my ability would come. The day is still vivid in my memory.

I was debating with my father about fighting an enemy called Dukuna, or whatever his name is.

"But seriously, which one of you is stronger?"

"Well, if he managed to reach the top before me and gain the extra mastership. It might be a little tough for me."

"But would you lose?"

"Nah, I'd win."

My father has always had this positive energy surrounding him. I wonder if I will be able to meet someone that matches his personality.

"Oh, by the way, Dad, my teacher asked me if-"

A gunshot was heard and I was thrown away. Off the building, out of reflexes. Someone is coming for an attack.

"Wait! Dad, I-" I shouted at him as I was pulled by gravity.

"Use your magic and teleport away. Go get your mother and seek protection!" He screamed as he took out his wand. Preparing for a battle. A sudden thought reached his mind,

'She can't use magic just yet!'

In a flash, he jumped off the building to try and catch his daughter. But it was all too late when he realized that she was not there anymore.

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Who would have thought that I could use magic without a wand? But, that should not be a question here, especially since I completely do not know of my whereabouts.

I must have accidentally activated my magic during the fall. This isn't good. I have yet to master time-traveling magic. It's alright, my parents will come and save me, right?

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It's been 8 years. It is a miracle that I am still alive in this ancient forest with no technology whatsoever.

"This is tiring..." I crouched down and sat on the soft grass as I gazed at the cloud.

"I don't know how much longer can I handle this. I'm just a young 13-year-old girl in the body of a 5-year-old." I comment to no one. Sighing in defeat, I close my eyes.

It has always been like this. My body does not correspond well with time. Even if millennials pass,  the oldest I might get is the body of a 25-year-old woman. I'm so old and yet so young.

Shifting and turning on the grass, I ponder,

'If I didn't use my magic to randomly spawn in timelines,  perhaps I would...'

"Agh!" I shake my head in distress.

"Get it together! There is no use in mourning your past mistake." I reminded myself. "This is the end. I'll never return to the future."

Standing up, I stretch a bit.

"While I'm here, I might as well go out and hunt dinosaurs."

As if the dinosaur itself heard me. It roars.