Stanley couldn't think of any other possibility. He had to be reversing time. Dreaming of a future made no sense if he dreamt of the past as well.
But if he considered reversing time then… that made it all fall into place. Even more so, the trigger of the passive time reversal made sense as well.
It had been each time he had died.
Death.
Stanley couldn't believe how many times he had died. Was this the third time already? If his conjecture of the situation was true, then the Lightning Nova was strong enough to kill him.
He needed to be careful.
'But time reverses when I die,' Stanley thought. 'Is there a point to me trying to remain alive? I can just turn back time.'
Had he gotten that powerful?
'No,' he thought. He couldn't trust his suspicion just yet. Until he awakened this power and knew the effects and rules surrounding it, nothing was set in stone.
