(II) Chronomancer

85 (II)Chronomancer

Adam clutched at his face as he hyperventilated. Stress-filled tears spilled out from the Young Lord’s eyes as he struggled to remain composed, and Shiv’s gut twisted. He briefly pulled Adam into a comforting embrace before rushing off to check on Uva, Valor, and Can Hu in turn.

“Are you alright?” Shiv said, examining Uva.

“I’m fine,” she said. A mana strand shot out from her into Adam. She grimaced as the Dimensional Archer spasmed. A second later, he snapped out of his state of shock as he battled to get his breath under control.

“T-thanks,” Adam said. His face was still bone white, and his heart was beating dangerously fast. “That thing… What the was that thing? Just looking at it made my mind twist.”

“It is an outsider,” Valor said, his tone grave. “An eldritch being. It should not be here. It cannot be here without a proper host or vessel that is strong enough to contain its unnatural nature. And now it has one.” The Legendary Pathbearer regarded Shiv. “But… how did—”

“Chronomancy,” Shiv spat. “I have Chronomancy. I chose it as my Master-Tier Skill. The System—the motherfucking System has been planning this all along. The kukri before—it was all to attune me. Just in time. Has to be.”

Adam briefly froze. “You’re a felling Master-Tier Chronomancer now too?”

“I didn’t have a godsdamned choice,” Shiv growled. He reeled Can Hu in with the rest of them using his Biomancy, and the automaton crackled incoherently. “The entity, it has—it’s got these rivers connected to it. Extensions into the past that it can just—Uva!”

She shifted his memories across, and aside from the part where he went out of context, they saw all of it.

“Ascendants,” Adam breathed. “Valor, you said—”

“The eldritch do not function entirely under the laws of the System,” Valor answered. “We must flee. Adam. Teleport us. Now.”

But before the Young Lord could do anything, it soared over several buildings and drifted toward them. Its massive black tendrils were spilled wide—a horrific parody of Confriga’s burning petals. Worse, the rivers of time it had reached even wider, and the many eyes lining its body glared down at Shiv with an alien hate he couldn’t comprehend.

the entity seethed. The word was repeated across all its echoes.

Shiv spat in the entity’s direction. “Godsdamned asshole. There. We traded barbs.” He clenched his fists. “Now, let’s get bloody.” He shot a brief look at his companions, and his nerves briefly shook. Uva. Adam. Valor. Can Hu. None of them were ready for this kind of fight—for an entity that could attack them from across history.

Adam said.

Uva replied. Shiv could sense how sick she felt, how much she didn’t want to let him face the entity alone, but she realized his plan.

Shiv continued.

she replied, a look of hardened resignation in her eyes.

A chill ran through him, but he just nodded. Shiv’s words trailed off as he manifested his temporal shell. The fluid, golden armor flared around him, but to his surprise, it was practically repaired. What few cracks it still had were filled as more time passed over him. Time. Time wasn’t just his enemy. It was something he could wield now. It was the very foundation of Chronomancy itself.

Adam said, doing everything to keep his shame and worry in check.

Uva added. Inside, she wasn’t much calmer than Adam.

Despite everything, Shiv grinned. He knew in his bones that the fight was going to be hell. But he intended to make it hell for both him and the abomination.

The entity blasted down through the air. Shiv sprinted forward to meet its charge. Its tendrils spread out wide; rivers of retroactive Chronomancy surged down to splash over him and his companions. Shiv’s gravitic field thundered around his form. He bent his legs and leaped. The ground beneath his feet exploded as he accelerated toward the entity. Its rivers and tentacles shot out to seize him. Shiv’s temporal shell turned solid. Time practically stopped

He cried out with effort as he forcibly stretched out his present moment. Immediately, he discovered another limitation to his immense power. Where normally his immense speed allowed him to cross vast leagues of distance in the span of seconds, now he was only traveling the gulf of meters with each spike of his gravitic field. Even with Gravitic Wrestler, it was like trying to fly across the bottom of a deep ocean. Shiv wondered how people with lesser Physicalities managed to endure the halting of time.

Then, it occurred to him that Sullain and this entity might only have stopped time for other people. They themselves seemed to exist in the natural flow of the present.

It took three seconds before his Biomancy was in range of the creature. He cast both wounds into the entity. Its face and leg came apart before; once more, it “reloaded” itself with a stored instance of a past self. Shiv searched for the river that had been shortened earlier, but his stomach turned to lead as he realized its rivers were all the same length again.

Whatever the entity’s Chronomancy had lost was already restored. It wasn’t so different from Shiv’s Strider. But despite being able to stop time, he couldn’t help but feel that he had the inferior Chronomancy Skill Evolution between them. He ripped the entity apart five more times before he finally crashed into it physically. To Shiv’s displeasure, he couldn’t kill any of its echoes before they were brought into the present to replace what it had lost.

With every death, its rivers shortened, but not nearly fast enough. It had hundreds of backup bodies from the past—with a chance to recover all of them if Shiv gave it a chance to breathe.

He spiked his gravitic field into the entity’s body and started punching it. It lurched backward by meters with every blow, even as Shiv’s Momentum Core filled. If traveling through restrained time was hard alone, doing it with someone else felt like lugging a lead ball as a Pathless. The first cracks spread along his temporal shell, and Shiv let some fluidity return to the Strider. Time moved again—then jolted to a near halt once more as Shiv discharged his Momentum Core.

He threw the hardest right hook of his life into the open palm the entity had for a face. A shockwave of epic proportions swelled well beyond eight kilometers in radius as both Shiv and the entity ignited from velocity friction alone. They sailed through the air like a crimson comet. With time partially held back, Shiv cast Woundeater after Woundeater into the entity, killing it as many times as he could.

A melody of displeasure and left the creature’s many echoes. The first of its many retroactive rivers smashed into Shiv again, cleaving a deep fissure into his temporal shell. Shiv kept killing it over and over, and it regarded him more with curiosity than animosity now. Its rivers arced suddenly, becoming a collective spiral that smashed into him again and again.

Entire sections of Shiv’s temporal shell broke away, but the parts that remained prevented him from being cast back into the past.

“Shut up and fight!” Shiv snarled as he continued hitting the creature over and over. He beheaded it with another Biomancy spell, but before he could continue, another river crashed into him, and finally, his temporal shell shattered. One of the echoes slammed into Shiv and casually drove a clawed hand through his chest.

Suddenly, he was defenseless before the entity’s Chronomancy again. Defenseless, but no longer unaware. As soon as the retroactive currents slammed into him, he jolted back in time—zipping back to where he was twenty seconds ago. The world blurred into colors around him as he jolted across time and space. He came to a stop right above the plaza, just as Adam and the others teleported.

The Young Lord caught sight of Shiv, and his face twisted in abject horror.

“Go!” Shiv howled, clutching the gaping wound in his gut. He—the was still there, with its arm inside him. It had detached from the rest of the river. Slowly, Shiv stared into its hand-head, into the many crescent eyes that glittered at him. Then, with a ripple of gold, the original entity swapped places with its echo just as Adam and the others teleported away.

But not fast enough.

It directed a surging river over the point where the party just departed, and Shiv’s eyes widened as Adam’s Dimensional magic reversed itself, as the teleportation bubble receded, casting his companions back to the present. Within the river, the echoes of the entity reached out to tear his apart. Shiv went from fear to absolute fury in an instant. Fury he fed into his Chronomancy.

The broken segments of his fast-reforming armor flared. Time didn’t halt, but it slowed just enough for Shiv to cast a Psychomancy link into the entity’s mind. He triggered his Icon of the Paindrinker just as he flayed the left side of his body open with his Biomancy. Pain. Shiv channeled every bit of pain he could into the creature.

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For a second, the entity paused, and Shiv thought he was overloading it with agony. But then, an note of laughter sounded from inside the entity as it clenched his mind tight.

And it dumped a deluge of torturous memories into Shiv as a response—the moment Valor took his legs and shattered his very soul with Necromancy. Shiv clenched his teeth as his insides twisted and came asunder with near-unbearable suffering. He headbutted the entity twice—and desperate anger exploded within him as he heard a series of loud snaps, followed by stomach-turning shrieks from Uva and Adam.

He fed all his rage into a punch that disintegrated the entity’s head. It respawned and flung him down to the ground just a few meters away from his companions. Shiv impacted the ground and bounced. The entity slammed a series of tentacles through his torso. His Adamantine Adaption hardened him. Instead of being casually torn apart by the impossible strong horror, it merely caved his chest in. Existence turned to torture. Shiv vomited blood all over the entity’s inky-black tentacles. Then he cast a laceration at it. The entity was promptly beheaded—and immediately returned to life. Before it could do anything else, Shiv shifted out of context.

He sank back into his own Vitae as he flung himself toward his allies.

What he saw nearly made Shiv vomit again.

Uva’s screams were the first thing that he truly noticed—and something that sent his rage into the stratosphere. One of the echoes had her pinned beneath its feet, had dismembered her arms and legs by ripping them free of her body. The pain on her face, the anguish in her shrieks—

Adam was beside her. Adam wasn’t moving. Adam’s head was pointed the wrong way entirely. Rose started screaming at Shiv, then, adding to the chaos. Another echo had Valor clutched between the fingers of its head-hand. The Legendary Pathbearer didn’t cry out, but the flames in his eyes were being siphoned into it—siphoned somewhere else.

Nearby, Can Hu lay discarded, still holding onto Shiv’s old corpse.

Something within Shiv’s sanity buckled. But Shiv didn’t break. He refused.

The Challenger smiles upon you.

Shiv crashed into the entity’s retroactive river. Every fiber of his being was soaked in pain, but his heart was an engine fueled by anger and spite. He spent it all on his Chronomancy. A shell of badly mauled but rapidly regenerating armor formed over him, and it went stone hard.

Time stilled.

Shiv triggered his Song of the Vigilant and prepared three wyrms. The first crashed into Adam—and the Young Lord’s head snapped back in place. The second impacted Uva, and her limbs reappeared as the Woundeater consumed her wounds. He flung both wyrms into the entity with an animalistic snarl.

Its head snapped back. Its limbs came apart. It snapped back to life immediately after, but that reset its echoes and spared Adam, Uva, and the others.

Shiv’s rage ran dry, and his temporal shell broke apart again.

A flicker of movement. That was all he noticed before the entity drove another tentacle into his chest. Shiv felt his muscles tear and his organs burst. He puked blood once more—and choked as three more tentacles smashed into him. Darkness crept in from the corners of his eyes, but he refused to black out.

He clutched the tentacles. Fought to pull them away. He cast another laceration spell, severing one of the lashing limbs—

The entity promptly slammed down against him, and Shiv felt his spine break in half. By this point, his body was broken, so he used his Biomancy to wield himself as a blunt weapon—tried to pry himself free from beneath the entity. But it wasn’t enough, even as he poured more of his constantly growing rage into the skill.

“Come on,” Shiv grunted, his words coming in slurred breaths. “I’m… I’m not done. Come on…”

Adamantine Adaption > 129

Strider of the Unbending Path > 102

The entity swapped places with an echo just as a Veilpiercer was about to hit it. A second and a loud snap later, the entity returned and dashed Adam on the ground right beside Shiv. The Young Lord’s face was partially caved in. Shiv used his Biomancy on Adam, restoring him. As soon as he did, as soon as Adam drew breath, the entity wrapped a tentacle around Adam’s neck and pulled.

“No!” Shiv roared. He reached with his Biomancy and forced Adam’s head to stay in place. The entity pulled casually—it wasn’t truly trying. In fact, rather than treating Adam with malice, it was observing Shiv.

Blood and tears ran down the Young Lord’s face. His tendons tore and his bones broke. But Shiv used wyrm after wyrm to keep him alive. Not even casting the Woundeaters into the entity interrupted it. A flash of corrosion flashed in the corner of Shiv’s vision. Valor unleashed his Necromancy on the entity. It simply swept the attack out of the current timeline using one of its many available retroactive rivers. It held the others back as it continued its cruel examination.

Faintly, Shiv could hear Confriga somewhere. The bastard was laughing. Laughing from within the entity.

Another tentacle swept out and pinned Valor a few meters away from Shiv. Something . For the first time, Shiv heard the Legendary Pathbearer shout in genuine pain.

Rose whimpered inside of him.

The entity was above to break Adam’s neck again when Uva’s shield shot toward it. The entity caught the shield without looking and ignored Uva’s mana strands punching into its mind. She tried jumping into it. It caught her strands in a river of time and sent her back—back to the point where she just had her limbs ripped off.

The Umbral Psychomancer snapped across time like she was a rubberband and appeared to Shiv’s left in a dismembered state. She tried to bite back her screams, but it was just too much at once.

Something inside Shiv broke. His sanity reeled. But he refused to collapse.

The Challenger roars with glee.

Shiv cast another Woundeater into Uva, restoring her again. But the entity just pinned her in place, and it regarded her for a moment.

Even through a haze of near madness and pain, Shiv still understood enough for his blood to run cold.

He felt Uva’s mana strand slide into his mind—connect him to Adam as well.

Uva whimpered, her body shaking from all the pain she just endured.

Despite everything, Shiv laughed. It came out with a sob.

Adam whimpered, as the entity kept trying to decapitate him.

Valor’s mind was blank. Silent. Shiv wasn’t sure if the old Pathbearer was still with them. Despair crept over his insides, boiling through his body like acid. But he refused to break entirely. He couldn’t. He .

Uva said. And the last bit of her coherence died as she clenched her eyes shut. The cries that came from her next weren’t noises a person should have been capable of making.

“Uva!” Shiv shouted, as he watched her clutch her eyes.

The entity froze. It turned to regard her.

Uva was . But she was many other things as well. Every time she looked at the entity’s eyes, she felt something clash against her sanity, felt it try to influence her. She had no idea how Shiv managed to face it for so long without going insane. She had to break away the using her Psychomancy earlier, but every time, it also fed her Insight.

Insight into what it wanted. How it thought. And that, in turn, advanced her Eldritch Insight over and over again. With every level she gained, reality’s fabric felt weaker and weaker, and she felt something building inside her gaze. A power? No. It was more like a harmful turn. Something that could pierce through boundaries that shouldn’t be knowable to a person.

And across her desperate struggle, as she drank in unwanted insight about the entity, other presences started watching her as well. They whispered to her as the entity ripped her limbs away once again.

is watching you.

the Dreamtaker hissed. Its voice was Uva’s own, but it spoke unlike her. It spoke with an inhumanity and a wrongness of tones.

Uva’s mind reeled. Just hearing those words clawed at her sanity, but as she forcibly wove her mind back into shape, she listened to the words over and over through her delirium-induced pain, and she realized what it was telling her.

Or maybe she was just hallucinating.

Skill Evolution: Physicality (Initiate) > Non-Euclidean Morphology (Master)

Rather than growing stronger, Uva felt her body slacken and loosen in ways she couldn’t understand.

She focused on her Eldritch Insight. She listened to the whispering voice. And she opened her eyes, opened her eyes deeper as she saw things… The things she saw…

Uva felt her consciousness hurtle through a gap in the world. A gap she should have never noticed. Her mana strands fell through her gaze into places beyond. Not even dimensions. Just… entire worlds and realities on the System’s periphery—lurking closer than she could ever imagine, but further than she could ever know. And there, bit at her mind, clung to her mana, showed her truths that she forced herself to forget immediately lest her mind shatter in an instant.

Eldritch Insight > 8

The pain grew beyond severe. She howled as her back arched, as she clutched her eyes, as she—

Something caught one of her mana strandsSomething Something that the Stranger.

Uva did without thinking. One of her strands slipped into Shiv’s cloak. For a near second, she groped blindly, but even with her hands over her eyes, she could see—

Her mana strand touched the book they found in Confriga’s vault.

The Dreamtaker crooned in alien delight.

Uva did as the Dreamtaker bade. She pulled her hands away just as the Recollector reached down for her, and from her eyes——an enormous, feathered tonguesqueezed out and speared through the entity’s palm-like head.

The entity screamed.

Uva screamed.

The Dreamtaker cackled.

Skill Replaced: Eldritch Insight (Master) > Dreamtaker’s Gaze (Unique)

Dreamtaker’s Gaze > 10