【Good Friend】 Mr Fool | Time travel au
Something a good friend (ha! See what I did there) revelare wrote for me :D
Might somewhat change it but this is basically the gist of it
Klein's dreams were filled with prayers—desperate prayers, pleading prayers, sobbing prayers. They repeated endlessly, looping over and over again without cease. At the same time, the laughter of the Celestial Worthy of Heaven and Earth grew louder and louder, increasingly manic as it echoed within his ears, until it drowned out everything else. It was miserable. Painful. A numbness so profound it bordered on heartbreak.
Klein might have endured it, had it only been the knowledge of his failure. But no—he had to hear them with unbearable clarity. Every plea. Every cry. In the end, it was despair that made him surrender. After all, what was the point of resisting, when the apocalypse had already arrived? How many had died? How many prayers had gone unanswered?
Klein didn't know—no, he does, he does, he just didn't want to—all that remained was silence. If there had been anything he could have done, he would have done it. If there was anything he still could do—he would change it.
Just... give me time, Klein wished, and wished, and wished. And as if in response, time was granted.
When Klein regained consciousness, he was no longer Klein Moretti. He was... a doll. A cat doll? And where his heart should have been, there was a clock. By coincidence, there was a small hand-held mirror before him. He lifted his gaze and saw his reflection clearly.
The design... he recognized it. A memory surfaced; of simpler days, when he still believed he could return home. This was Melissa's work. And this place—was Melissa's room. Today, it seemed, was June 27th, 1349.