Location : hollands graveyard.

( An Graveyard for Holland family members. )

It was 1993, French President, nobles, and businessman gathered at the Holland family's graveyard to say goodbye to Grey Holland. The atmosphere of reverence, and the weight of loss in the air.

Grey Holland was more than just a successful businessman and social reformer; he was a symbol of hope and progress in France. His sudden passing at the age of 30 left us all in shock.

As we stood there, whispers about the Holland family's tragic history circulated. It was said that a curse haunted the men of the Holland family, claiming them at the age of 30. Despite these rumors, Grey was remembered fondly as a down-to-earth and kind-hearted person. He treated everyone with respect, was incredibly talented and smart, and was not only one of the richest in France but also among the wealthiest globally.

His funeral was nothing short of grand, reflecting the impact he had on so many lives. The lavish ceremony, with the family spending a fortune, marked it as one of the most extravagant funerals the world had seen.

Amidst the mourners, a mysterious man in a black suit caught everyone's attention. He watched over two young children, bella and Blue, who played nearby, unaware of their father's departure. Maria, a caring lady, looked after them and exchanged a reassuring smile to the mysterious man, silently promising to take care of the kids.

As raindrops started to fall, the man remarked on the weather, holding his umbrella up. The gentle rain brought a sense of calm and peace, amidst the sadness that filled the air.

As time passed and people left, the mysterious man remained, his gaze fixed on Grey Holland's grave. Reading the name and studying the photo, he realized the man they were mourning was himself Grey Holland, forever immortalized in memory and history.

Years passed, weaving the echoes of Grey Holland's 1993 funeral into the fabric of time. The narrative fast-forwards to 2022, where the somber grounds of the Holland family graveyard witness a new chapter. This time, it was Grey's son, Blue Holland, being laid to rest. The scene was familiar yet poignant, with a new

 generation paying their respects.

Among the attendees stood the same mysterious man in his black suit, watching over the proceedings with a sense of quiet reverence. As he saw a child, perhaps Blue's, looking at Grey's grave, he whispered to himself, "Grey Holland, an immortal," a testament to the enduring legacy of a remarkable man

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...World War - 1: A Wandering in the Mists of Time...

timeline : During first world war ( 1914 in germany)

In the trenches deep, where fear was rife,

Soldiers endured, a tough and trying life.

The loud boom of guns, the gas's cruel sting,

Made it hard to imagine what tomorrow would bring.

Machine guns rattled, bringing death near,

Across No Man's Land, filled with doubt and fear.

Yet in the midst of darkness, bravery did Shine,

Heroes stood tall, their spirits so fine.

Tanks rumbled forward, a sign of hope,

Amidst the chaos, they learned to cope.

The rhythm of screaming echos everywhere

Amidst the poignant scene of battle field , an unexpected presence stirred the air a man clad in an outfit that seemed out of place, adorned with goggles and clutching a stopwatch. His demeanor exuded an air of calm amidst the chaos, like a seasoned warrior accustomed to the unpredictability of battle.

In the distant backdrop of memory, a battlefield unfolded a harsh reality where lives were shattered and destinies altered in the blink of an eye. Here, a soldier's sacrifice manifested as he bravely crawled, wounded and resilient, fighting not just for survival but for the essence of life itself.

Nearby, another soldier frantically searched for his lost hand, a cruel reminder of the brutality of war. Turning to the Unfamiliar man in the timeline, he pleaded, "Did you see my hand?"

The man's expression shifted, a mixture of empathy and resignation crossing his features. "Alas," he muttered, his voice carrying the weight of unspoken tragedies. With gentle guidance, he directed the soldier to the scattered remnants of his hand, offering a lifeline in the chaos.

However, fate had other plans as the Unfamiliar man, perhaps a traveler caught in the tangled threads of time, inadvertently triggered a calamity. Stepping on a granite shard, his cry of realization was drowned out by a deafening explosion an abrupt end to one timeline's chapter.

Amidst the echoes of destruction, a countdown unfurled in reverse, marking the passage to an unknown destination.

3... 2... 1...

Reset.

Eyes opened to a realm far removed from the battlegrounds of history. Wake up in new and futuristic place.

He introduced himself as " Time traveller. "

Exploring NUMBUSIA with Time traveller.

As the time traveler delved deeper into Nimbusia's wonders, each place unfolded a unique tapestry of experiences and revelations.

Place 1: Marvuseum - Museum of Nimbusia

The grandeur of the Marvuseum, reminiscent of a towering mountain, beckoned the time traveler with promises of historical treasures. Stepping inside, he was greeted by a vast collection of statues, each a testament to heroes and legends.

"The word museum has an interesting history," the time traveler mused, his knowledge spanning across centuries. "In Greek mythology, a museum was a temple dedicated to the Muses, the goddesses of art and science. Quite fitting for a place of knowledge and inspiration."

His expectations soared, only to be shattered within moments as he encountered statues of the Avengers, icons from a realm he had once deemed fictional. Below the Avengers' statues, a poignant quote resonated, emphasizing the valor and sacrifices of heroes in shaping a brighter future.

A docent, steeped in Nimbusia's lore, narrated tales of epic battles and cosmic struggles. The time traveler found himself adrift in a sea of disbelief, grappling with the realization that in this realm, fiction and reality intertwined in unforeseen ways.

Place 2: Nimbusia Art Gallery

Seeking solace in art's timeless embrace, the time traveler ventured into Nimbusia's Art Gallery. Here, paintings spoke volumes, capturing the essence of ideas, emotions, and societal reflections across epochs.

"Paintings are a powerful medium," remarked the time traveler, his eyes scanning the masterpieces that adorned the walls.

One painting, deceptively simple yet profound, caught his attention—a whiteboard depicting two circles, symbolizing humanity's basic form. It was hailed as a masterpiece, a symbol of minimalist brilliance echoing through time.

Place 3: Amusement Park

In search of respite and diversion, the time traveler navigated towards an amusement park within Nimbusia's bounds. However, the allure of entertainment quickly waned as he realized the limitations of his predicament.

"The essence of an amusement park is joy and escapism," the time traveler acknowledged, his disappointment palpable.

The vastness of the park, its myriad attractions, and the mundane nature of his experience led him to abandon his exploration, a testament to the complexities of existence even in realms of leisure.

Place 4: Dive into the Supermarket

As hunger gnawed at his senses, practicality overrode the thrill of discovery, prompting the time traveler to venture into a supermarket. However, his lack of funds and a momentary lapse in judgment led to an ill-fated decision.

Caught in the act of attempted theft by advanced security measures, the time traveler's frustration boiled over. His futile threats and outbursts fell on deaf ears until a familiar hand extended in assistance.

Grey, the enigmatic figure clad in an unusual ensemble, offered a lifeline to the time traveler. With a keen eye and a compassionate heart, Grey sensed the time traveler's true nature—an anomaly in the fabric of time.

"Are you a time traveler?" Grey's question cut through the air, laden with curiosity and intrigue, signaling the beginning of a profound encounter between two beings bridging the boundaries of time and reality.

As Grey prepared a simple yet heartfelt meal for the time traveler, their initial acquaintance swiftly evolved into a bond of camaraderie and mutual understanding. Within the span of an hour, laughter filled the air, punctuated by moments of shared stories and confidences.

The time traveler, reflecting on his experiences in Nimbusia, shared tales of wonder and bewilderment, sparking laughter from Grey that echoed until their bellies ached. In a tender gesture, the time traveler wiped a tear from Grey's eye, recognizing the depth of loneliness and sorrow that hid behind Grey's jovial facade.

Grey, touched by the time traveler's empathy, opened up about his own journey, delving into a poignant memory from his past.

Grey's reminiscences of Sarah, his lost love, were like fragile petals of a flower touched by both sunlight and sorrow. He spoke of the first time he laid eyes on her, her smile illuminating the dimly lit bar like a beacon of hope in his mundane existence.

"The moment I saw her, it was as if the world paused to admire her beauty," Grey's voice trembled with a mix of nostalgia and pain. "Her eyes, like pools of sincerity, drew me in, awakening feelings I never thought possible."

He recalled the bittersweet dance of their budding connection, his heart fluttering with each stolen glance and hesitant word. "I wanted to freeze time, just to savor every moment with her," Grey admitted, a rueful smile playing on his lips.

Their encounters were filled with unspoken conversations and silent yearning until fate intervened cruelly with Sarah's illness. "When she told me her name, 'Sarah,' it sounded like a melody, a promise of happiness," Grey's eyes shimmered with unshed tears. "But destiny had other plans, plans that shattered my world."

The pain of loss was palpable as Grey described the final moments with Sarah, her smile fading like a waning star, leaving an indelible void in his heart. "Her smile was my sunshine, and when it dimmed, darkness engulfed me," Grey's voice quivered with raw emotion.

In response, the time traveler opened up about his own haunting past, revealing the tragedy that haunted his every journey through time. "Shalini, my beloved wife, was my reason for living," the time traveler's voice cracked with suppressed anguish.

He described the fateful night of the car accident, the weight of guilt and sorrow heavy upon his shoulders. "I was drunk that night, lost in my own demons," the time traveler confessed, his eyes clouded with tears that mirrored the eternal ache in his heart.

Each time he attempted to alter the past and save Shalini, the inevitable played out before his eyes, a cruel loop of despair and helplessness. "Her laughter, her touch, her love... they haunt me in every timeline," the time traveler's voice trembled with the weight of his unending grief.

Their Shared Pain and Acceptance:

As Grey and the time traveler bared their souls to each other, their shared pain forged a bond stronger than any temporal rift. They understood the depths of each other's sorrow, the silent screams that echoed in the chambers of their hearts.

"We carry our burdens, our regrets, and our unfulfilled dreams," Grey's gaze met the time traveler's with a newfound understanding. "But in this moment, together, we find solace in the shared journey of being human."

Their acceptance of the world's impending end was not resignation but a poignant acknowledgment of life's fragility and fleeting beauty. They vowed to cherish the remaining moments, to honor the memories of their loved ones, and to find peace amidst the chaos.

As the world teetered on the edge of oblivion, Grey and the time traveler's friendship became a testament to the resilience of the human spirit—a beacon of hope in the twilight of existence.