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Under the influence of Nameless, I began my training in Time Travel. After dozens of attempts and failures, I finally gained a deeper understanding and control over the principles of Time Travel. It turns out that Time Travel is not a simple linear relationship, but rather involves the complex interweaving of multiple Timelines.
One time, I traveled back to the past, trying to change a very small thing. However, I did not expect that this minor change would unexpectedly trigger a series of reactions, ultimately leading to a completely different outcome. This was my most painful experience.
That day, I returned to when I was in the third grade of elementary school. I remember it was a weekend, and the sun was shining brightly. As I walked home, I saw a family of three in the distance. It was my father and mother. They were taking a walk together, with me by their side. I quietly observed them, feeling a mix of emotions. At that time, they had not yet divorced. They looked so loving towards each other.
I couldn't help but walk over. When they saw me, they were somewhat surprised. "What are you doing here all alone?" my mother asked me. "I..." I didn't know how to respond. My father frowned slightly and asked, "Did you sneak out again?"
"I..."
I lowered my head.
My mother patted my head and said, "Don't run out alone in the future; it's very dangerous."
"Okay." I nodded.
My father and mother continued to walk with me.
I quietly enjoyed this moment.
However, good times are always short-lived.
After a while, they suddenly started to argue.
I didn't know what they were fighting about.
I just felt scared.
I instinctively wanted to stop them.
I rushed forward and grabbed their hands.
"Please stop arguing, please stop..." I cried out.
But just then, a car suddenly lost control and came rushing toward us.
I was stunned.
My mother reacted first and rushed over to hug me.
However, she was still hit by the car.
Blood splattered everywhere.
My mother died on the spot.
My father was also thrown away and seriously injured.
I watched all of this in shock.
In that moment, I suddenly realized my ignorance and helplessness.
I couldn't change the past.
Even though I tried hard to fix things, they still developed in uncontrollable ways. Since then, I have been engulfed in deep guilt and frustration. I began to doubt my own abilities. During that time, I felt an unprecedented sense of loneliness and helplessness. I even contemplated suicide as a way to escape all the pain. However, after a period of confusion and self-denial, I finally realized the true meaning of Time Travel. Time Travel is not about going back to the past to try to change what has already happened, but rather about gaining a deeper understanding and acceptance of the past. Only when we truly understand the unchangeability of the past can we truly grasp the present and the future. I started learning to accept reality and sought answers to problems through Time Travel, rather than merely wanting to change the past. However, I also realized that my understanding was only one aspect of the entire temporal principle, while another aspect might hide greater risks. I began to ponder: if I chose the other side, it could lead to even bigger problems, potentially resulting in the extinction of human civilization. At this thought, a chill ran down my spine. I realized that I must use this ability more cautiously to avoid bringing greater disasters to the world.
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