The Story of Chronos Infinites William Thornbury

It was a normal day, the kind of day you would usually see children playing outside on. But today was different. It was quiet and morbid throughout the whole entire village. This feeling of death and destruction engulfed the homes of all the peasants, all the workers. Everybody and everything in existence all felt like something terribly evil was within the grasp of their very precious souls. This feeling, this "evil" was something that could not be seen, but was felt and heard everywhere. It followed the townspeople everywhere. It whispered to them lightly, "your body is not worthy, your soul is not worthy, your existence is not worthy, you shall perish a death so horrible that you will scream with all your might for mercy, yet nobody will hear you." This "evil" put everybody in fear for their lives. Except for this one particular boy. He was a new inhabitant of a village in south Eastern Europe. He wasn't like the regular villagers either. No, he was different. He saw this as a time...