Gbotty

There is a war on the horizon and we need you to lead the world into battle. But you are weak. Far too weak. 
So you must become strong.
Strong enough to bring the world under your banner
Strong enough to withstand the tribulation to come.
The era wars beckons... 
A war where Godkings are cannon fodder.
A war where even lords will fall
...
Apocalypse is coming.
And strong... You will become!!!
*
“Let the Soul of the Universe bear witness
Let the Rules of Creation acknowledge
Let this mortal be reborn anew
Let it AWAKEN as THE CHILDE OF TIME!
LET THE TRIALS OF LAW BEGIN!!!”
*
[First Trial of Time: Trial of a Soldier]
[Before you can lead an army, you must first understand what it means to be a soldier.]
[Main Objective: Reach the Limit of Mortal Coil.]
[Secondary objective: Destroy the organisation that seeks to harm your planet.]
[Reward: ***]
[Good luck Inheritors.
Good luck, Childe.]

A group of Spec Ops operators are saved from the jaws of death by the intervention of the Supreme Law of Time. However, nothing comes for free. A prices must be paid. A duty must be delivered.
Thus, began the journey to the summit of a group of soldiers who are unavertibly marked as Soldiers of the Supreme Law of Time.

Soldiers of Time.

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Senior Special Agent Curtis Buchannan was filing a report in his office when he received a notification on his phone. Someone liked a picture he posted on a social media site.

His expression didn't change noticeably but his eyes darted a bit.

He finished the report and stretched his body. He looked at the time, then stood up from the seat.

"I'm going for lunch." He said to his secretary before leaving the office.

He walked to a nearby fast food joint. He calmly stood on the queue and waited for his turn.

He got his order and went to take a seat.

He calmly sat to eat. He washed down the meal with a drink. Then reclined on his seat.

CH358: Tired Operatives