Howl of Time

Sweat dripped down my face as I frantically attempted to maintain the system. I had been working decades alone to perfect the technology that will help me go back, back to those days before the catastrophe that wreaked havoc upon our world.

My parents, my younger brothers, my girlfriend, all perished the day the world nearly ended, along with 99.9% of the population. Out of 7 billion people in the world, a little less than 7 million people managed to survive the devastation.

Constant errors occurred as I tried to regulate the temporal anomaly. Sparks flew around me as I attempted to correct each error, panic defined on my face. The system I painstakingly created based on technology and magic I copied from other worlds, beginning to fail spectacularly.

[WARNING. CRITICAL ENERGY OVERLOAD DETECTED. TEMPORAL ANOMALY UNSTABLE. UNABLE TO FIND CORRECT ADDRESS. IMMEDIATE SHUT DOWN ADVISED.]

”Fuck!!! ” I managed to get the device to work, (albeit with some faulty components) but I couldn pinpoint what point in time the anomaly was connected to. If I tried to jump through now there