times-run-out

/_{Knight of Time}/

[ _{David Strider | 5'11'' | 127 lbs | Delusional and alone.} ]

its taken a lifetime to lose my way a ^lifetime of _yesterdays all the wasted time on my hands turns to ^sand and fades in the w _iⁿ_d

You are DAVE STRIDER and you are now SEVENTEEN years old. Though it is quite obvious to you by now that you are not THE DAVE STRIDER you are still, none the less, him.

Like many of the others running around you come from a time line ADJACENT TO THE ALPHA. One of the closest to it in fact, still THIS MAKES LITTLE TO NO DIFERENCE.

The time line you exist in is one in which you NEVER WENT BACK. The friends you once held dear are STILL and ALWAYS WILL BE DEAD. It was always a POSSIBILITY, however you found yourself more FRIGHTENED by the consequences BACK TRACKING could create, rather than HOPEFULL of the possibility that you MIGHT ACTUALLY BE ABLE TO SAVE THOSE CLOSEST TO YOU.

The gap between NOW and THEN has become FAR TOO GREAT for you to chance GOING BACK. You wish you had. The game has GLITCHED and it's as if TIME IS STANDING STILL, you have not advanced nor have you regressed. You are EXACTLY WHERE YOU WERE, 4 years ago.

You are Dave Strider, and you aren't really sure if there's anyone left anymore.