Time Lord ~repack~ ●

In the year 2147, humanity discovered something it was never meant to find: a fracture in time.

She became the Time Lord of Obsidian Tower. Not a ruler, but a guardian. A repairer of broken moments. A witness to the beauty and terror of existence, stitched together across the ages.

At least, that's what they told her.

“I'm just a girl,” Elara said.

Within a decade, the fracture had grown. It pulsed like an artery, bleeding past and future into the present. Dinosaurs roamed the outskirts of Paris. Neon-lit phantoms of the 23rd century flickered through the streets of Tokyo. Time began to collapse in on itself, not as a single cataclysm, but as a slow, maddening unraveling. time lord

Elara grew up inside the fracture's influence, in a settlement called Obsidian Tower—a black spire of unknown origin that had erupted from the earth on the day of her birth. The Tower hummed at a frequency just below hearing. Its walls shimmered with symbols that no linguist could decode, but that Elara could read by the age of four. When asked what they said, she replied, “They are the seconds between seconds. The space where time goes to rest.”

At the Tower's core, she found a chamber of absolute silence. In its center floated a single object: an hourglass, but inverted, with the sand flowing upward. And seated before it was a figure wrapped in rags of every era—Roman togas, Victorian lace, spacesuit mylar, funeral shrouds. In the year 2147, humanity discovered something it

She was a strange child, even by the standards of a world falling apart. She never forgot anything—not a glance, not a breath, not the exact position of dust motes in a sunbeam. She could predict the future, but only in fragments: a cup that would break, a bird that would fall from the sky, the precise moment a stranger would sneeze. More unsettling was her relationship with the past. She would sometimes stare at empty rooms and weep, explaining later, “Someone was just there. Someone who died a hundred years ago. They looked so lonely.”