POV: A Kizil Two hours had crept by and the queue for the health inspection exercises was still long. The trainees grumbled among themselves at the nurse's slowlynesse. The people at the front who back from the inspection told their colleagues at the back that she had taken time inspecting them with a large machine. They were sure that she wasn't a nurse, they spoke of her spooky manner and behavior. Fatima stood patiently in the queue. She was the only one standing erect, the rest of the trainees slouch in various positions angry at the long wait. Sima leaned on her, tired of standing for long. “Are you not tired of standing still for so long?” Sima asked her surprised that she didn't show any signs of weakness. “I'm not tired, I'm used to this kind of thing. I'm physically fit.” She replied. It was half true on her part. It was true that she was physically fit, but it wasn't why she wasn't tired. She knew it was her system; Yuki that made her strong.”“I'm sharp too, but I'm

POV; The timeline “Is he awake yet?“Not sure, pull some water on his face to revive him…’“He'll wake up on his own, go back to your post. You all allowed him to escape in the first place.There was feeble protests by the other voice at this but they soon died down and one by one and very soon, they dispersed to their duty post.Hassan heard all this from his position in the ground. He had woken up a long time but he was yet to open his eyes. He was trying to place where he was firstly.“It seems it was back to his father's hut because the last thing he could remember before he passed out was his face. He could sense that the man was still standing there, watching him for signs of revival. But he was good at mimicry so he feigned it. It seems the old man got tired of was satisfied with what he saw him walking away from the place. He opened his eyes slightly and peeked. The sight that met his eyes made him jerk away in surprise. His grandfather was still standing there, he hadn't l

POV; Claustrophobia Hassan looked at the peopl coming and scaled the wall close to him. As he ran, he could hear the anger shouts of his pursers. They were hot on his heel and he knew it was only a matter of time before they caught up with him. He saw a shimmering portal once again. His heart rebelled against entering yet another portal which led to an unknown but he has no choice With a leap, he flew into the Portal head on. For a few seconds everything was blurry. He felt himself being pulled into a different direction and could see flashes of different timelines passing by. It was like he was down a long tunnel, and he didn't know when he would hit the bottom.Eventually, the motion stopped, and he found himself standing on a solidarity ground. He looked around and saw and saw that he was in a forest, but it wasn't the one he had left. The three were taller, and the leaves were different shades of green. He knew that he had arrived in another timeline, but he had no idea where

POV; Fleeing.Hassan sat beside the old lady in Nexus, listening intently as she spoke of principals he must captivate to find the path to enlightenment. The Aged one spoke of compassion, wisdom, and self awareness, and how they were essential to achieving enlightenment.Hassan soaked up her words, feeling them resonate within him. He had always believed that the pursuit of knowledge and understanding was a noble goal, and he had sought it his entire Life. But now, as he sat beside the old woman, he realized that his quest for enlightenment was not just about knowledge, but about self discovery.“Compassion, wisdom, and self-awareness,” Hassan repeated, committing the words to memory. “How do I cultivate these principles?The old woman smiled. “Compassion is the ability to empathize with others and understand their suffering. To cultivate compassion, you must practice kindness and generosity towards all,. even those who may have wronged you. You must learn to see the interconnectednes

POV; The prince.She burst through the door and into the palace courtyard, where she found Nasty waiting for her. “What's going on?” Nasty asked, concern etched on her face.“Prince Fin is in danger,” Fatima gasped. “We've to find a way to help him.”Nasty nodded, and the two of them took off towards the palace dungeon. As they ran, Fatima explained what happened in the throne room. We need to find a way to get past the guards to free prince Fin, she said in her voice tense.They arrived at the dungeon and saw that the guards were stationed outside the entrance. Fatima knew that they had to act fast, or it would be too late. She closed her eyes, taking a deep breath, and focused hee mind. She concentrated on her system, calling forth her powers.As she opened her eyes, she felt a surge of energy coursing through her body. She lifted her hands and pointed at the guards, and a blot of energy shit out, knocking them off their feet. Nasty ran forwards and finished them with her dagger.