Author : James Garrison
It burned. His hands were on fire. Flesh popped and crackled like bacon. He would not stop. Could not. It was now or never. The crystal snicked into place. Waves of backlashing temporal energy erupted through him. His arm was gone. He collapsed to the charred floor. It was over. He’d saved–
“Are you thoroughly done now?”
He looked up. Painfully.
She seemed somehow familiar…
His mouth wouldn’t work. He grimaced the obvious question.
“Did you really think that you could demolish an entire array of alternate timelines by simply poking a phallus-surrogate into an ornately decorated hole? Ass.”
Her foot snapped out. He heard the crack of his skull right as he entered oblivion’s embrace.
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