He was confident in his abilities, as he had unraveled the mysteries behind even the creation and destruction.
But even after pondering deeply, pulling every theories or knowledge from his vast arsenal, Julian found himself unable to break the wall. There wasn't even the faintest hint to define what time truly was.
He thought to himself, There is no precise moment where time could begin.
The only conclusion Julian could draw was that, Time either emerged at the very first moment of creation or has existed eternally. Both possibilities seemed equally unfathomable, yet they were the only explanations his mind could conceive.
He sighed, "Perhaps time is not something to be understood but something to be experienced," he muttered, his gaze shifting back to the vibrant sky shaded with orange hue.
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