The River of Time was an images of events, a river of cause and effect that roared with the voices of infinite histories.
Sunny floated above it, a lone figure moving against the crushing current of existence. Every step he took sent a tremor through the River of Time.
He walked past the rise and fall of civilizations, past the creation of universes and the birth of nebulas.
'This is the limit,' Sunny realized, his brow furrowing beneath his mask. He had reached one billion year back in past.
The resistance of the River was now a wall. His infinite mana generation was keeping him rooted here, but moving further with mana was just not feasible, because it was draining much faster than it was being generated.
He switched his energy sources. He opened the floodgates of his reserves, pouring trillions of Faith points into his Time Affinity.
The resistance vanished. He shot backward, accelerating through the billions years like a comet.
