Liars, Deaths, Scales & The Guardian Odyssey
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  • Time 4h 56m
  • Reads 1,976
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  • Parts 43
  • Time 4h 56m
Ongoing, First published Nov 10, 2024
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"You can never alter time, no matter what change you make, what's done is done! There is no changing what has occured, Apsara"
He said to the broken lady, who was on the black marble floor.
"You thought, you could change the fate of the time....not you would simply divide the time into two different verses."
Tears of grief and failure continuously rolled down her soft cheeks as spoke,
"There are four entities in a universe, Time, Space, Reality and Soul. They can never be altered!"
His rage echoed through the chamber.
Apsara looked at him with puffy eyes now filled with a new found emotion of confusion.
"So are you telling me that- I was already, really there.....in the Mahabharatha.?"
Her mind clouded with disbelief, she was never an outsider...she divided the link that connected the time line of this universe.
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