Time Excellerators
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Last published Sun, Sep 18, 2016
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Akkritia, System 14
Dimension 0
I'm recording what I hope will be read by someone one day. Akkritia... Dead. The planet, hell the dimension, was ripped out of the fabric of space and time when the Orb blew.
As far as I know I'm the last survivor. All that I have to my name is the Sobeité Xclerator and my Spadix. Along with Levvrone, that fluffy goofball.
I've ended up on a planet that Sobeité identifies as Earth in the System 17, Dimension 14,073.
It doesn't appear hostile (which is debatable), but its past... It irks me.
I've discovered recently that in the initial blast the Xclerator became intertwined with space and time and gained the ability to traverse the Fabric.
I've decided I'm going to purge this world of its sins: past, present, & future.
They call me many things: Sojourner, Wanderer, Mystic, Traveler
But nothing...
Nothing inspires me more than Time Excellerator.
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