Horror filled the man's face as he realized what was happening. Instead of filling himself with thousands upon thousands of years of Soul Time, his own lifespan was the one actually going down!
He didn't understand what was going on. The Time Stim was supposed to suck out all of Atlan's Soul Time and transfer it onto himself.
Slowly, the man's face began to age, from being a man in his healthy twenties, to a man going through the years and turning ninety. His face had wrinkles all over, with his eyes turning grayish and blurry.
The once great physique that he boasted was now nothing more than skin and bones.
His hair, once flush with black and healthy strands, now turned grayish-white and slowly fell off his head.
It was as if age had finally chased after this man. After living in immortality for all this time, only now did time finally catch up and take matters into its own hands.
"What…"
