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Time's Never Expendable

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Time 45m

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Grasping tiny strands of time was never a marvel of wonder to Xyz, or an invention that would change the world.

It was a means of survival.

In Atommul, a city-state ravaged by an imbalance of power where the strong stood as proud, unchecked scientists and the weak lay quaking as useless, replaceable test subjects, time travel saved this street-vigilante more times than he could count. His friends. His life. The Timegrasper that took him through time. Nothing but these three things mattered to him.

Even if that meant allowing the rest of Atommul to decay under unchecked waste flowing throw rivers and abominations created from illicit experiments on living beings. As long as he and his friends could live, he would let the city-state do whatever it wanted.

Time travel only served as a means of survival. Nothing more.

What happens, though, when that means of survival is taken from Xyz? When events out of his control are set in motion to impact him and his friends?  When a certain spy has no choice but to enlist the street-vigilante's help?

Xyz doesn't know. To him, time is a reusable commodity. To the world, it is something it can't live without. He will have to learn that.All Rights Reserved

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The Shelter by -space-child-

No one really knew how X's came to be. One day there weren't any, the next day half the population was wiped out. All Karma knew was that they are technological monsters, fit to be the world's biggest weapon, after the splitting particle ray which could reduce any person into air particles in a millisecond. Karma realised how simple it would be to destroy an army even with one X. They were practically indestructible, perfect killing machines, only they'd turned on the government, apparently. Or maybe those bastards had escaped perfectly unharmed, watching how the country was being destroyed. Maybe it was an excuse for overpopulation. xx-xx Karma has been trying to survive for over a year, but it's difficult when X's, mechanical killing machines, roam the streets, hungry for human flesh. Every day that passes by without finding a portal brings the morale lower. They need to escape the country before they all end up dead. It doesn't help that the X's have changed their tactics and are now manipulating people to commit suicide. The death rate keeps increasing, and Karma has to find out what family means, and to what extremes she would go to save the ones she loves.

Thomas and friends x Equestria Girls a wheel for a another part 2 Two world one by KeshawnDunlap

There's a thing called the Multiverse. It houses all of the universes all over the world. Each of these plays a part in building life and brings all the joy and these universes. But there are two universes that are the same, one is the universe where Thomas and his friends live, the other is complete. Different but follows the same format as Thomas is the universe. But there is a problem: one of these universes is dying and all affect Thomas in the universe and once it does it will destroy his Universe. It's up to Thomas and his friends to save this universe before it gets destroyed. And there's another surprise: someone is going to become a guardian of the Magic Railroad from this other universe but who is it? Well, like Edward always says but that is a story another day!

Kadota (Love Trilogy) by Lisa_Evette

In the quiet desert village of Dey, living among the sand dunes and mirages, existed an anomaly - me. I was different, born without the ability to read, write or keep long memories. My scientist father hailed my uniqueness as a miracle, but my life was far from ordinary. To the village, I was just an oddity, a walking puzzle with missing pieces. My only solace was my best friend, always standing by me, his unspoken love for me etched in his affectionate gaze. We lived under a cruel regime with a population no more than a hundred. Every year, one of us would be chosen on the Counting Day, a ceremonious banishing ritual, to become yet another outcast to the floating prison island far off in the ocean - our village's dreaded version of population control. Our past criminals, defiant to government, and more terrifyingly, our loved ones gone missing, were thought to inhabit that island, their fate, a terrifying enigma. This year, as the Counting Day approached unrelentingly, and my loved one's life rested on borrowed time, I made a decision. I volunteered to be casted out. It was my turn to face the unknown with a hidden purpose - to locate my lost father who was sent there years ago.

Roadblock (G/T P!Septiplier) by PlatonicSeptiplier

In the chaotic world of a gargantuan apocalypse, J̷̭̐a͗͋͑̃̽ͭ͊c͓̫͐ͬ̎̄̆͆̒k̰ͯͨ̂͌̆ McLoughlin discovers old ties and uncovers t̷̹͇͉̺͉̠͓̍̌h̙͚͑͘ë́͏ ̠̮ͪ̋̉ͫͪ̒̾͝t̝̜̝̯͍r̤̫̞͍̥̽ͅṷ̹̰̯͎̲ͧ̄ͅt̲̘̗̘͓̟͎̒ͥͤ̇̊h̷͎ behind everyone's suffering. But in this fucked up world, can he survive long enough to find and fix the source of everyone's problems? Will humankind never recover from the giant apocalypse, and will he ever s̠̝̯̤̲ͪ̒͑ͮ͑ͮ̅̈ȁ̴͉̟͖̳͌͊͋́̓̔ͧv͑̌̆͑́̚͏̬̻̜̖̤͉̼͓̀e̷̯͔̻̟̞̹͍͈̒ͩ̀ his friends? Or is it t͖̘̘̆͗͟ö̸̠̣́̈ͫ̌͢ŏ͂͊͏͙̦̫̱̣̮ ̷͙̩̥̝̪̪̐̒ͯ͢ļ̢̺̲͕̩̳̰̥͕̿̅̈̾ͬ̍ͬa̸͍̗͇͙̣̯͋͊ͭ̍͘͠t̩̻̻̔ẹ̸̹̼̼̰ͣ͋̋̐̈̐̓͐͡? ... Will he be ̱ͧͩ͂̓̆ͅl̶̘͇̹̓̏ͭ̀͒̽o͙͓͚ͫ̑ͬ͢s̀t̷̠͒ͯ͂ͩ̃̄̚ ͨ̆͐́҉̝̘̮f̣̙͚̚̚͞o̠̝͍͖͇͕̔͑̚͞ṟ͖̋͋ͥͪ͆̑̓eͩ̅̈́́v̖̼̟̼̄͜e̪ͩ͠r̩͉̂ͩ͂?̳͍͆̌̽͐̅͘ͅ Novelette/Side story Contains: action, peril, and language Media content isn't mine, credits to original creators. I only own the crappy plots for this story and all of my other stories. ----- Highest ranking (cause it's a thing people do I guess): #809 in sciencefiction #98 in septiplier despite not being mainstream "septiplier" #4 in gtyoutubers -

Static by hattielynn

{COMPLETED} "now that you've had your fun electrocuting me, would you care to hop in the backseat?" ---------------------------------------------------------- Freak DNA. That's what I like to call it. The fault to my genetic code. More often than not, it's a curse. The static running through my blood gave me a name. A cruel, daunting label of a measly bug. A roach. That's what I am to them, to the government. Roach; the nameless monster with electricity for a sense and lightening as a second nature. It ruined my life, the sparking currents playing tag in my mind, running around and bumping into everything, shaking me loose. The government, actually. They ruined my life. My curse just gave them a reason. You see, the normal population with ordinary DNA, they don't know about the people like me. The roaches of the world. We don't get that kind of recognition at the camps. There, we are only one thing in the military's eyes. We are weapons and we will act like it. Everyone else out there, bathing in the goodness they don't know they've got, they don't know about the roaches their stepping on. As long as their getting closer to the sky, they don't care what they stand on to reach it. They don't know about the sparkling dreamer that's killed 7 people before her 17th birthday. They don't about the ghost of a girl peaking around corners for her entire life because even home wasn't safe. They don't know about the fighter of steel and iron sucking on his bloody lip courtesy of the wars he battles in as nothing but a shadow. They don't know about the masked villain who would do anything to see the army they lead claim the throne They don't know about us. But they will, because we will rise. And when we arrive, we will arrive violently. ___________________________________________ Started: 10.06.15 Finished: 3.17.16

Brassworks by OfficerManKorn

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Lightning Seeker by FrennzyChaos

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Glint and Precurse by interestingy

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The Rapture by DaniBrull

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Shadows of Elysium: The Laughing King by DalisJamesBunch

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