Reborn To Be Selfish (Taekook) Goddess of time

Goddess of time

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Guardian of memories

The right orb holds the memories of your newborn baby, who came into this world just to feel the warmth of your hand and returned to God after grabbing your finger

Past Taehyung

"As I gazed into the orb, I saw glimpses of tiny hands grasping mine, first smiles, and whispered coos. My heart swelled with love and gratitude for this precious life"

Guardian of memories

Though your children's paths differ, your love for them is constant. May these memories bring you solace, dear seeker

Past Taehyung

I nodded, overwhelmed with emotion, as the orbs faded into the ether

Past Taehyung

Thank you, Guardian Your gift is a treasure I will hold close to my heart

Guardian of memories

May the memories we've unearthed guide you on your journey, and may the balance of light and darkness within you remain a source of wisdom, dear seeker

The Guardian's hand touched his forehead, and Taehyung felt a warmth spread through his body

Guardian of memories

Your journey is far from over, Taehyung, But know that you have the power to reshape your destiny

And with that, the Guardian vanished, leaving Tae to ponder the wisdom she had shared.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Tae arrived at the threshold of a grand temple. it was magnificent, there were some bold symbols written with golden hue which says the temple of Goddess of time Chronos

As Taehyung stepped through the entrance, a warm golden light enveloped him, carrying the scent of sandalwood and myrrh. The air vibrated with the soft hum of chanting, weaving a spell of serenity. he had entered the Temple of Chronos, the Goddess of Time

The interior was a masterwork of architecture, with sweeping arches and columns that seemed to dance in the flickering torchlight. The walls were adorned with intricate carvings depicting the cycles of life and death, birth and decay. Every surface was etched with symbols that whispered secrets of the ages

At the heart of the temple, a colossal statue of Chronos rose, her face a map of wisdom and compassion. Her eyes seemed to hold the depths of eternity, and her hands cradled the sacred Hourglass of Time. The glass shimmered with an ethereal glow, as if the very essence of time itself was contained within

In the distance, the soft lapping of water echoed through the halls, a reminder of the River of Time that flowed endlessly, carrying all things forward. I felt the weight of centuries within these walls, the accumulation of prayers and whispers and tears. This was a place where time stood still, where the past, present, and future converged. Here, the Goddess of Time watched over all, her wisdom guiding those who sought it