The Clock

A Divine Object that looms eternally in the sky, casting its silent shadow over every corner of the earth. No one remembers when it first appeared—only that it has always been there. And it ticks.

Once every ten years, the hand moves. With it, millions are randomly chosen and sent to another realm, forced to fight for their survival. These chosen few are known as Chronists—individuals granted supernatural abilities by the Clock itself.

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Jack has always been seen as a misfit—an odd boy with a strange way of thinking. After a life-changing accident, he finds himself shuffled between psychiatrists, as his parents search for answers they can’t seem to find.

But everything changes the day a mysterious woman appears before him.

From that moment on, Jack's life begins to unravel—and so does his place in a world far stranger than he ever imagined.

Clenching his teeth hard, Jack pushed himself up from the ground, one shaky hand clutching his chest. 'The pain's annoying… I've taken too much damage, and I've burned through too much Time Essence. My reserves… are almost gone.'


Even with the massive well of essence at his disposal, it was never infinite. After fighting for so long without even a sliver of rest to replenish what he had spent, he was now running on the dregs of his strength — a few drops of fuel in an empty tank. And just when he thought things couldn't get worse—


[You have killed a Chrono Born Dire Tiger.]


[You have gained a new Lesser Chronical.]


Jack let out a slow breath. 'A new Chronical? Hm… Interesting. Guess killing that thing wasn't entirely bad after all.'


"Jack, can you stand?" Evelyn's voice cut in, worry sharpening her tone as she extended a steady hand toward him.


Chapter 40 - Chapter 40 – Gap (Part 3)