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Chapter 2 - Chronog

A brilliant beam of light streaked across the sky before plummeting down onto Kellan. In that instant, he was consumed by intense pain, as if every nerve in his body was ablaze. The bug had connected with him, merging his mind and its essence into a singular entity. The very air seemed to tremble with the merging of consciousness.

Startled by the noise, Kellan's family rushed into his room, their faces etched with concern. There, they beheld a sight that filled them with both shock and fear. His eyes were streaked with crimson veins, his body marked by inexplicable wounds. The room seemed to hum with an otherworldly energy.

Time drifted like slow ripples in a pond until the bizarre phenomena subsided, and Kellan's body slumped, unconscious. As if drawn from an abyss of dreams, he stirred to consciousness, greeted by the worried voices of his family. Wrapped in layers of blankets, he cautiously peered beneath them, discovering his own nakedness. The ordeal had left him transformed, his muscles swollen into a sculpted form, his eyes a ghostly white.

Suddenly, the room echoed with his resolute proclamation: "THIS IS ONLY A GLEAM OF MY TRUE POWER! THERE ARE NINE MORE CHRONOGS SCATTERED ACROSS OTHER UNIVERSES. FIND THEM ALL!" The sheer magnitude of his words hung in the air, each syllable a declaration of a destiny remade.

Alone in his room, Kellan's senses were suddenly struck by a voice resonating within his mind. It spoke of the powers he had unlocked, revealing that he now possessed enhanced muscles, lightning-fast speed, and razor-sharp reflexes. Yet, there was another dormant power nestled within him, waiting to be awakened—the ability to halt time itself.

The words lingered, mingling with the air like whispers of destiny. The weight of possibility settled upon him, urging him to delve deeper into the well of his newfound abilities. With each breath, he contemplated the incredible potential that awaited, the allure of time itself, held within the uncharted recesses of his being.

In the quiet solitude of that room, Kellan's journey had just begun, as he stood at the crossroads of his own evolution, ready to reach out and grasp the power that lay dormant, waiting for his call.