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He laughs as the players of his game finally figure it out.
“Time is never a straight line. Time is all lines.”
“It curves,” He dances with curved lines
“It brakes,”
“It fragments,”
“It branches. Like a tree reaching for the sun.”
“I have always been and always be the person that will fuck up your lives. I’m the one you love, the one that breaks your heart, the one shadow,” He dances a little closer to them, “ that is in the corner of your eyes. Seeing everything and judges.”
“And the thing is,” He walks over to them with a skip in his step, getting close enough to breathe on their faces, “You're the ones who broke me. Cut me. Lied to me! Used me to your whelms! And when that did not get you what you wanted, you threw me away like trash.”
He dances off them with that hollow laugh, dancing to only music he can hear.
He takes his wand with his dance and lets the magic free.
“Shall we start again?”
Time rewinds with his hollowed laugh echoing, sending shivers down his enemies' spines.