Ancy Time Steve

Ancy Time stared at Chronokinesis Steve, utterly baffled. “What do you mean the pink stuff can’t be removed?” he asked. Chronokinesis Steve didn’t answer he didn’t need to. The silence said enough. Frustrated, Ancy Time began making alternate timelines, bending causality itself. Then he did the unthinkable: he reached for the Absolute Hourglass. A relic that should never be touched. Manipulating it could fracture existence, spawn paradoxes, and leave entire realities in a weird display. But Ancy Time knew what he was doing. The hourglass pulsed. It could rewrite fate, erase events, even undo the knowledge of time and undo creations. He unleashed it across timelines, desperate to purge the Lust. But it didn’t work. The Lust remained Unchanged. Ancy Time stood still, expression blank. No rage, No panic, Just quiet shock. After a long pause, he said, “:) Okay just keep steering farther away.” It was the only plan left. And the fact that it wasn’t working when it always had left him deeply unsettled. Reality is not right.

Enjoy the skin.