A seu favor

A seu favor

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Em meio a uma vida de arrependimentos após a morte da sua mãe, um jovem físico teórico chamado Jackson Lance cria um dispositivo chamado Matriz que possibilita que ele viaje no tempo com um único objetivo: salvar sua mãe da morte. Só que em meio à sua viajem ele é impedido por uma extraordinária raça de humanos que se intitulam "guardiões do tempo" será que ele irá conseguir desvendar os segredos da viajem no tempo e convencer esses seres de que ele precisa salvar sua mãe?
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