Chronos's body sagged under the weight of the immense backlash caused by his power of duality.
'Shit… I got carried away…'
Chronos thought to himself as he gripped his giant scythe, his once-confident stance gave way to a slumped posture, barely managing to stand upright.
Every movement felt like a struggle against the overwhelming forces of the universe that now bore down upon him.
It was as if the very fabric of reality had conspired against him, imposing upon him a profound vulnerability he could not fathom.
'The backlash seems more intense than I had anticipated, how mysterious… Is it because of the stakes in play?'
Chronos pondered, his thoughts tangled with unease.
' Dammit! I should've recovered by now! Or at least delayed the backlash till I finish off the last android…''
Chronos's mind raced, desperately seeking answers within the chaos of his thoughts.
