HATE… A concept that tied humans together… While it pushed others apart. The complete opposition of compassion… A simple concept for humans to understand as they experience it since the beginning… But for I. I’m not so certain I completely understand its meaning… The true meaning of it. Beyond the scripture of the definition that defines it. If hate is the complete dislike of something… How can it create bonds? Bonds are normally created via positivity… But anger? How did anger create a bond as strong as theirs… Humans… They truly make no sense to me. Clive… You hated and killed to justify your hate… So did you Nathan… You all used your HATE to justify doing evil… So why are you different, Harry…?

Harry glanced back toward the eye as the group walked down a small foresty path… Their destination: The Fishing Village… The same one that Harry and Elaria had avoided back then. “Can you stop philosophizing in my ears? It’s annoying.”

“Harry, you know…despite the fact I actually believe this whole thing you told us about. You still look crazy.” The blacksmith said without glancing back at him, keeping himself in the lead of the walk incase something attacked them from the front…

Ah Harry… Always so… Aggressive toward me… Im merely thinking out loud… It aint my fault you can perceive me… Anyways… You are merely walking… A chat can’t hurt now, can it?

Harry stopped walking and swung around to stare at the gigantic eye that he could merely feel… “You—”

Oh, that’s what you wish to say, hm? To answer you before you even need to ask. No, I do not have the need to constantly watch over things… I have a vessel now, don’t I? That part of me acts on its own… Independent but still me. We are the same while not being the same. Ah-ah-ah. No need to even speak. I can see the future, remember? I can see what you were going to say… So no need to make your… Friends… feel creeped out by you.

Glancing toward the others, Harry let out a small sigh realising that yes… If he kept talking out loud to the eye…Even if they believed him previously… They would definetly start to doubt him as it went on and on. ‘' Whatever you say’’ Harry thought of saying…

The eye moved its giant eyeball closer to him as if it was smirking…Without a mouth…Even though it didn’t have one…Harry felt like at any moment…It could scream…and yet nobody would ever hear it but himself… But the eye…didn’t speak… Did it simply refuse to or did Harry not speak in the future because he knew he didn’t need to in the present…? For it to work…For the future that Harry wishes to happen…Does he need to simply let go? Harry let out a small chuckle…Is that what fate was? Letting go of your though and simply letting it spin… But how do you defy it? By knowing not to speak… Harry didn’t speak in the future. So how do you alter the future… without an omnicient entity being able to perceive that change? Is it even possible…

As far as Ive seen no.

Harry’s eyes widened in surprise… How did it know what to respond to?… Wait…was he about to actually ask the eye…? But that’s unlike him.

Every future exist as one. All threads connecting in a giant spining web that calls itself time. Every possible outcome already existing on that web…I simply read every possible questions that you might have expressed in this very moment and determined which was the most accurate to happen via the prior events… The eye let out a small chuckle as it read another information from the thread of time that made the very fabric of it. Yes Harry… Just like an algorythm. I analyse and establish every possible endings…and then pick the one with the more chances…

Harry froze in his steps which made the others stop and turn to look at him too. A sharp grin came up on his face which made even the eye freeze for a moment…Had it shared too much? ‘' The eye isn’t omniscient…It simply looks like it…But it needs to read the information…It doesn’t know it.’’

The energy around the eye seemed to shift…The eye wasn’t as calm as it used to be before…

Do not get ahead of yourself mortal… I may not be a truly omnicient being…But I can still see the future way before it happens… I can interact within every moment of time before you even begin to act upon your very idea before your thoughts fully forms You know Harry… Im starting to understand the meaning of that word now… Hate. Im starting to see just how beautiful it can truly be…and oh so dangerous… With hate…You can justify anything…Even the destruction of EVERYTHING… Anger me too much Harry…The eye slitered closer to Harry like a viper ready to strike. And I will simply…rip your time apart piece by piece and fold it back onto itself to crush you with your own past and future…until every nanoangstrom of your body is crushed into a nice soup of jelly for the soil to absorb back from where you came from.

Harry let out a small chuckle at the threat…He dared to laught in the face of total anihilation…To be completely erased…The eye glanced around puzzled…Why was he reacting so weirdly? ‘‘Jelly really? That’s all you got in that big eye of yours? Why don’t you try again? Come on. Hit me with something that will actually            Harry froze. He didn’t finish his sentence… He knew he did… But he couldn’t remember that he did. Did the eye just…

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Elaria Vaelwyn

“The vessel trapped in a void’’

In another place

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Hey…huh. Theres something wrong with this book of yours im reading?

What do you mean Lady Vaelwyn?

Well… Im reading about what Harry is saying to the eye here… But he doesn’t complete his sentence? But it looks like theres space between the words for a word to go there? Is that hm…Normal?

Oh? That? Yeah. I erased the word.

Oh…Thats… Oh god…

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Harry Gage

“ The one who laughed infront of annihilation ‘'

The forest.

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A loud rumble that was close to a chuckle echoed into his ears…The eye was mocking him…Harry though he finally had the upper hand…But the eye had just clearly proven to him that there were still many other steps for him to step on. Did the eye just alter his memory…or the very fabric of time… Harry stumbled back agaisnt one of the trees that were close to the exit of the forest that lead to the fishing village…He seemed dizzy. His whole word had been turned onto him violently. This…Being was way more powerfull than he though.

Diana quickly approached him clearly worried for him ‘' Hey Harry are you alright… What is up with you? ‘‘.

Harry didn’t anwser his gaze wavered around the trees, the grass, the waves he felt, everything, everyone, ANYTHING. What else could the eye delete like that?! His breath             Harry gasped… It just did it again…He was hyperventillating…But he didn’t remember how it arrived to that point…He just knew that his breath…How did it get to the point of hyperventillating?! It got faster yes…But when… Wait… Harry glanced toward the eye. Is this the first time this…thing was doing this to him? What else did he forget but never knew he forgot…How would he know… How many other times

Harry stood before the fishing village entrence…Confused…How did he get here? Wasn’t he leaning agaisnt a tree…Just how much could he erase…Harry froze for a second…It wasn’t erasure… He still got here…If it was erasure…He just wouldn’t have been here. The events still happen…

Are you sure its truly that simple Harry? Let me tell you this…To push you toward the right answer… I am neither erasing time nor your memories. But it is close to both at once. What is it then…Go on Harry… Im giving you one chance…Or else ill just…You dont wanna know how much ill ‘‘erase’’. Take your time of course… You don’t need to answer now… For now… Go on your little quest to save your queen… We will talk again… In person.