As we entered the enormous hall decorated with columbs and holograms of previous Arch- Chroni (*A/N Arch-Chroni= multiple Arch-Chronuses*) suddenly I felt like I was walking down a tribunal court because the greatest time-masters of our current generation were watching my every move.
When the Arch-Chronus arrived at the giant round table he started.
"Thank you all for comming here at short notice, the situation is very dire and we have very little time to prepare." He said in a very strenuous and serious tone.
"What's this all about old man?" One of the council members retorted not very amused at being called here so unprepared. "You called us all from around the known universe saying that the situation is dire but none of us know what this is about!" He continued. The time-master in question was a young man in Chronian standards that is he had a very muscular build, crimson hair and even deeper crimson eyes.
"You insulent cur!" one of the other time-masters called him out, she was a slightly older looking Chronian with pale blue eyes and brown hair and seemed to be in less than desirable physical condition. "Adress the Arch-Chronus like that again and I will personally shove you down a black hole and make sure you come out the other side a newborn, you hear me!!" She shouted at the top of her lungs while coughing up an unhealthy amount of blood.
"Easy *---*--*, it's no use threatening a welp that hasn't even lived passed the age of one interstellar cycle." The time-master to her left said, he seemed to look similar to the Arch-Chronus, an older man with a wellgroomed beard, white hair and grey eyes altough his physique left a lot to be desired as he looked alsmost 240 kg. (A/N: The names of the time-masters are censored because like our protagonist said, we cannot interpret their names. But no fear I will give them names in the future to make it easier to know who is who.)
"Easy for you to say Arch-Chronus havenot, if his 'graciousness' over there didn't save your ass back when you were the Arch-Chronus and hadn't allowed you on the council after you were removed of your title, we wouldn't be here having this conversation now would we-" Before the time-master identified as the insulent cur could finish his sentence the Arch-Chronus slammed his fist on the table while shouting in a commanding tone.
"All of you, quiet!!! Chronah is on the move while you are bickering like children!!!" As if everybody in the room felt the air in the room freeze they all sat with shocked looks on their faces while trying to process what the Arch-Chronus just said. One of the time-master's even stood up and said.
"That can't be!! We would have been informed immediatly if the seal was starting to break!!" With an expression of fear and disbelief covering his face he looked in the direction of the Arch-Chronus with pleading eyes. The man was dressed in an imperial-like uniform with many medals dangling from his left breastplate, the man was balding and had a mutton chops beard with gold eyes and his hair colour was starting to go from black to grey.
As everyone was starting to panic I couldn't help but ask the most important question that was on my mind.
"Who is Chronah?"