Nothing is going to happen. It's all happened
already. It's the past, taking control of the future. Nothing that will
ever has and everything that was has already been. Makes sense? Had.
Right, so what am I going on about? Time travel
bullshit. Basically I fucked with time, and now it's all turning
against me. This year? 2017? 4 years after 2013. May 22nd. The day that
has and always will. The day it all began. And where it ended. Or was
going to. But time fucked itself. Like a wormhole. But in time. Without
space. Or worms. Like Groundhog Day without the day. The day of 22nd of
May.
The effects my experiments had on time weren't
obvious at the time. But now the two timelines are colliding. I can see
my past continuing in the future. I'm finally realising what I had
done. I froze an entire temporal dimension relative to this timeline,
and now it's melting. The past is now future. And this future will
never be past. It's always running ahead. It's trying to escape the
present. Or it was.
I fucked with time. And now it's my time to face
time. I fucked up, and this time it's fixed in time. I've entirely
forgotten about the things I was supposed to do, and now my past went
ahead of me and did its thing before there was a thing to do. Time's
fucked, and there's no way to escape it now. We're past the end's end,
and now the end is never. The end is never the end. Or to put it simply:
The time undid the time and now the time's untimed
the time. But this time the Poliwhirl evolved into Politoed. And he's
way worse than Poliwrath.
