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Your are Yn Branwen or at least use to be.

Time. That's it.

A short love story of gamers.

Destiny. It was a funny thing. I had always thought that I could create my own destiny. But after attending my junior year at Nox Haven, I knew that wasn't possible. My destiny was written two hundred years before my birth, when my ancestor- The Dark Warlock- created a cult of Dark Ones. It was my destiny to rid the world of his mistake- but I didn't know how. That was the funny part, I knew what I had to do but I didn't know how. Nobody wrote that part of the prophecy. I would figure it out though, two of my beloved friends were dead because the Dark Ones. I swore on their graves that no one else would follow. **Book Three in the Nox Haven Series**

My last story ever, and it's about Dolos, and his journey into the afterlife.

A story of two Guardians fighting the darkness. A Destiny Fanfiction.

The universe is going to end, someday. But not today- as long as a certain Warlock and a certain Hunter can cooperate. But that won't be hard, right? It's not like there's a long history of animosity between the two- Oh wait. We're screwed. Another follow-up on the You've Got Time universe- except this time everything is made up and that's not real air you're breathing.

Some extras + Short stories from the universe of Destiny's Tethers, from the Evergreen Wilds and beyond. Reading the first story might provide some context.

It is a remake of the story Terrible Timing, or more precisely my version of that story.

This is the sequel game from the first one, I hope you enjoy it.