Conceal (Troyler AU) - DISCONTINUED

Conceal (Troyler AU) - DISCONTINUED

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"I'm so afraid," I breathed in and out, hearing the rhythm of my breathing as the air goes in and out of my lungs. I stare at the abyss of nothingness. Before me, pitch black and only my breathing and heartbeat can be heard. I was suffocating. The silence was ear-piercing. I had nothing else to do about it but wait. Wait for the time to continue on and be as it was. I cannot bear the irritating atmosphere being alone makes. It's like a big wave of realization and guilt and I was pitifully drowning. I had nowhere else to go. "I'm so afraid to lose him." Troye Mellet was one of a kind. He has a gift which only the people included in a certain ancestral path can receive and be able to contain it. Basically, the space time continuum is in his hands. He holds the minutes and the hours of each moment a day has to offer. Every single day, that is. There was only one problem. Controlling the timeline of the whole universe can land a big consequence on him. Being an amateur, he cannot handle his emotions well and can lead to depression. Depression can trigger something which can destroy the flow of time. If he cannot contain his emotions and they remain unstable, he can cause the destruction of time itself. You can say that even life is within his grip. Everything is counting on him, except for his conscious. ** This is ON HOLD because currently I am doing A LOT of research so that this story's plot could be unique and be based on a lot of information. I am collecting data, all the things that I've learned in school, movies and the like are being inputted on a notebook of mine. The further details are not going to be mentioned since it can violate privacy by any means. I am practically making this story based on half-baked facts and some are actual fully factual. I have a plot in mind already half-organized and I'm going to put an effort into this and be able to succeed as an amateur writer.
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