Timeless Bonds

Bonus 1: Paradox of timetravel

Blanc sat on the cold floor, her back against the wall, knees drawn close to her chest. Her white hair fell in disarray around her face, partially hiding the tears streaming down her cheeks. Her shoulders shook with silent sobs as she hugged herself tightly, feeling utterly overwhelmed. The weight of the situation pressed down on her, a crushing mixture of fear, confusion, and the sense of being completely alone. She felt trapped between the expectations of others and her own heart's desires, unsure of who she really was or what she truly wanted.

Blanc sat slumped on the floor, her arms wrapped tightly around her knees, as if she were trying to hold herself together. Her chest rose and fell with shallow, uneven breaths, her whole body trembling. The tears that had streamed down her face left streaks in her makeup, her mascara smudged into dark, messy lines beneath her eyes. Her once carefully styled hair was now tangled and disheveled, a far cry from the poised image she usually maintained. She looked lost, like a shadow of herself, overwhelmed by the weight of everything that had happened.

When Morgie's footsteps grew closer, she didn't even have the strength to look up until he stopped in front of her. His eyes widened in shock as he took in the scene before him. The girl he'd always seen as strong and composed was now crumpled, her despair written all over her tear-streaked face.

"Blanc," he whispered, his voice laced with concern. He knelt down beside her, his usual cocky demeanor replaced with genuine worry. He could see the pain etched in her features, the way her shoulders shook with silent sobs, and it sent a pang through his chest.

Blanc glanced up at him, her eyes red and swollen from crying. The vulnerability in her gaze was something Morgie had never seen before, and it shook him to his core. She looked like she was on the verge of breaking apart completely, barely holding herself together.

Without thinking, Morgie reached out, his hand hovering for a moment before he gently placed it on her shoulder. He squeezed lightly, trying to offer some semblance of comfort, though he had no idea what to say to ease the storm raging inside her.

"They left me," Blanc said in a broken voice. She couldn't cry anymore; she didn't have any tears left. Her voice was a hollow whisper of the confident tone she once had.

"Who left you?" Morgie asked gently, kneeling down in front of her.

She looked him in the eyes, her voice barely more than a whisper. "Red and Chloe... They are gone and never coming back to get me," she mumbled, her words barely audible. The realization hit her again, and her voice grew louder as she pushed herself up from the floor. "They never cared about me."

Her sadness began to morph into pure anger. "They are liars!" she shouted, grabbing at her hair in desperation. "Ahhhh, I hate them!" She turned around, her eyes scanning for something to release her pent-up fury on. She spotted a vase and, without a second thought, picked it up and hurled it with all her might against the staircase they were standing in front of. The vase shattered into countless pieces, echoing the chaos inside her.

Morgie stood up, watching her calmly but with concern, taking in the scene. He could see the raw pain and anger in her eyes, understanding that she needed to let it out. He remained silent, giving her the space she needed to express her emotions, ready to offer support when she was ready to receive it.

Blanc turned around to face Morgie, her eyes wide with desperation. Without a second thought, she threw herself into his arms, seeking comfort in the only place she felt she could find it at that moment.

Morgie caught her, his arms instinctively wrapping around her as she buried her face in his chest. Her body trembled against his, and he could feel the rapid beat of her heart. The raw vulnerability she showed made his own heart ache for her.

She clung to him, the warmth of his embrace offering a small, fleeting sense of solace. Her hands gripped the fabric of his shirt as if she were afraid to let go, afraid that the world would crash down on her again if she did.

Morgie held her tightly, one hand gently stroking her hair while the other rested on her back, providing the steady, reassuring presence she so desperately needed. He didn't say a word, knowing that no words could ease the storm raging inside her. Instead, he let her feel the strength of his support, the unspoken promise that he was there for her.

Blanc's breaths came in shaky gasps as she tried to steady herself, the anger and pain still simmering just beneath the surface. But in Morgie's arms, she felt a flicker of safety, a glimmer of something she hadn't allowed herself to believe in—a connection, a bond that was starting to form between them.

As she slowly began to calm down, the realization of how close they were hit her. The comfort she found in his embrace was more than just a friend offering support; it was something deeper. Her feelings for Morgie, which she had been trying to push aside, surfaced in that moment. The boy she had started to fall in love with was holding her, grounding her in the midst of her emotional chaos.

The Paradoxon of Time travel:

Blanc, originally from the future, is able to live in the past due to the unique nature of time travel. In this timeline, she exists as if she's always been part of this era, despite her origin being in a time yet to come. This is possible because time travel in this story doesn't adhere to the strict linearity we often associate with the passage of time.

Time travel often creates paradoxes, which are situations that seem logically impossible. One of the most famous is the "grandfather paradox": if you travel back in time and prevent your grandparents from meeting, you would never be born, so how could you have traveled back in time to begin with?

In Blanc's case, her presence in the past creates a similar paradox. However, the rules of time travel in this world seem to operate on the idea of parallel timelines or self-consistency. Blanc's existence in the past doesn't alter the timeline from which she came; instead, it creates a new branch of reality where she exists in the past.

Since Blanc is living in the past, it raises the question of whether she would need to be "born again" in the future. The answer is no, because her presence in the past has established a new continuity where she has always existed in this timeline. This means that her life in the past doesn't require a second birth; she simply exists as an anomaly within this timeline.

Blanc's mother, back in the future, wouldn't remember her because, in the timeline Blanc left behind, she was never born. By traveling back in time, Blanc essentially steps out of her original timeline and into a new one. In her original timeline, her mother lives her life without Blanc ever being part of it. Blanc's memories of her future life remain intact.

Chloe and Red can remember Blanc because they traveled back in time together and then moved forward into a new future. When they traveled back, they were all part of the same journey, so their memories of each other stayed with them.

Chloe and Red can remember Blanc because they traveled back in time together and entered a new parallel universe. When they traveled back, they created a new timeline where Blanc wasn't born in the same way she was in the original future. This new timeline is different from their original one.

Since Chloe and Red left without Blanc, they ended up in a future where Blanc exists as an adult who lived through the past and possibly changed some things along the way. In this new future, Blanc's past and actions have influenced her present self, but Chloe and Red's memories from their original timeline still remain with them.

I hope this explanation clarifies how Blanc can live in the past while originally belonging to the future. If you have any more questions or need further details, just let me know!