Chapter 2495: In A Certain Past

Date: Unspecified

Time: Unspecified

Location: Myriad Realms, Card World, Central Region, Central Academic City, Morningstar University District, Morningstar University Campus, Garden of Beginning

Standing in the eye of the time tunnel as ‌it formed, I sensed the change in soul pathways in my surroundings, but interestingly I didn’t feel the effects of the change while my surroundings clearly did. The surrounding air was being sucked into the temporal river through the recently formed temporal crack in the physical plane.

I stood right in front of it. Except for a little spatial distortion, I felt nothing. I don’t know if the temporal forces were unaware of my presence or feigning ignorance, but I felt I was being ‌discriminated against by time. I couldn’t help but imagine the temporal river screaming at me, ’Go back to your damn world, you freaking transmigrator.’

Was it really the myriad realm’s time rule discriminating against me or something else, I don’t know. Regardless, I was grateful for it until I suddenly had a grim foreboding, ’What if this made it harder or even impossible for me to master time rule?’

With that thought, I finally began to panic, and my worries were clear on my face. Fortunately, I knew the quickest way to clear this doubt, and that was to try comprehending the time rule. However, I noticed that the time tunnel was about to be formed and I would miss the window to use the temporal crack of Morningstar University without paying a single cent.

No sane person would enter the temporal crack unless they planned for their remains to be scattered across time. Well, that’s highly unlikely and one of the best possible outcomes. However, usually the temporal currents will obliterate you into nothingness. The absolute worst case scenario would be being obliterated into nothingness across the time: past, present, and future. It was like you never existed. Therefore, Morningstar University only made use of the time vestige to explore the temporal river.

However, all these didn’t apply to me, because the time rule of the myriad realms just refuses to affect me. I wonder if loves me too much or was just too disgusted to the point of not even acknowledging my presence. Hopefully, the former was true. Like every sentient creature out there, at a point in my life, I too have fantasized about controlling time. I would hate to learn that it wouldn’t be possible for me even in this life.

"Be right back, buddy."

Bidding goodbye to Oldman Faust, I stopped resisting the spatial forces. I let them carry me through the temporal river to where the time tunnel’s other end was.

In the blink of an eye, I found myself back in the ’garden of beginning’ above the lightning-struck stump. The time vestige, Dean Faust, and other staff of Morningstar University were nowhere to be seen. Because they were in the present while I was in the past. Though I couldn’t help but question myself: Was I really in the past?

Just then I sensed a gaze on me. I turned to look only to find a familiar face. It was Lucine Morgenstern. As our eyes met, she exclaimed, "Oh, good. You didn’t divert from the trail. This makes things easy. I’m here to rescue you. Come, let us head back before our bodies and souls adapt to this timeline."

"I don’t need rescuing, and I have no plans to leave just yet. Since I’m here, I might as well check out this so-called past. What time is it now? Exactly how far back in the past are we?" I asked Lucine, after all, the latter had been using the Time Vestige for centuries.

"Wyatt, things here are not as simple as you imagine. Despite our mastery of the Time Rule, the longer we remain, the quicker our bodies and minds start to succumb to the current timeline, slowly overwriting our memories until we believe this past is our present. Our Time Rule mastery only slows the time rule dementia compared to those who lack it. Ultimately, we all face the same fate: being trapped here for eternity. Therefore, let us exit now while the traces of the time tunnel are still fresh in the temporal river. Otherwise, we risk getting lost in the temporal river unable to find our way back to our present," Lucine patiently explained, because Dean Faust valued the boy before her enough to ask her to risk her life to save him. Otherwise, she would have immediately used force to take him back to the present.

"Doesn’t that mean your being here will rapidly worsen your condition? Do you have a death wish? Please, leave. I don’t want your death on my head," I politely rejected, gazing at Lucine as if looking at a damn fool. This was just insane. What kind of organization sends a person on their deathbed on a rescue-op? Was there no one sane left at Morningstar University?

"Huh?" Lucine stared at me dumbly in response.

"Fuck, did you already forget why you are here?" I remarked in shock.

"Young man, mind your language. Cussing might sound cool, but it’s rude and bad manners," Lucine lectured, but was interrupted by her grimoire notification. As she went through it, her expression grew grim. It appeared like she was about to have a panic attack but then understanding the gravity of her mission, she managed to control her emotions and prevent herself from overloading her mind and going unconscious. Soon, she urgently said, "Wyatt, I am here to rescue you—"

"Ma’am, we already had that conversation. Read and add the file I shared with your grimoire to the reminder. Also, reduce the reminder’s time interval to every thirty seconds," I interrupted Lucine midway and shared a file informing her about our conversation earlier. I planned to do so every time she forgets, this way she will quickly catch up and I can avoid having to have the same conversation over and over again.

Now my worry was how do I convince her to return to the present without me, before her time rule dementia grows serious, putting her in a coma or worse: death.

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