The story has Trego talking to proud and at this point he is realizing he is stuck in a time loop , and she is the only one who realizes it. Make sure to check out the past posts if you missed a section! If you want the entire book it is available on Amazon for 3$ https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B01MTB19WD?pldnSite=1
“So the base plane, this plane,” I slapped the ground hard to feel the pain, “is not only destroyed, but somehow affects everything else and consequently is prevented from coming to conclusion?”
“That is essentially it.”
“And for all intents, you cannot change anything, because this is not your actual realm. You have to have a physical being do it because we are not bound by the ripple effects of our actions. Any choice we make in this realm is the same regardless of what consequences might arise. This seems to imply you are someone bound by the pathing of events: bound by what happens in the future, rather than just the now.”
She grabbed my hand and squeezed it tightly. “Exactly.” Her hand went to my leg and she started gripping it sensually; I stood up away from her.
“Are bodies really that interesting?! Damn.” She was pissing me off switching between her preaching, her innocence, and now trying to feel me up.
She nodded innocently. “You have no idea how amazing this feels.”
“Anyway, what if I don’t do it?” I asked.
“You will, eventually. You have to. A million to one probability comes out sooner or later.”
“I hate when people tell me what to do.”
“I am sorry; I don’t mean it like that.” Her facial features dropped a bit, the outside part of her eyebrows angled downwards. “I thought we were getting somewhere…This rebellious part of your persona is the one major negative that nearly ruled you out.” She kind of shrugged to herself. “It is what it is I suppose, I will try to be better.”
I really felt my anger rising at all of this but tried to stay calm because I hated making her sad. “Can’t you just mind control me, or teleport my body into the reactor?”
“I cannot. Why can you not realize that?” Her eyes looked moist.
“What if I don’t? What if I can’t?”
“Trego…” Her down turned face hid her soft voice coming from it
“You are asking me to deny everything I’ve known in my life to trust some crazy girl who shows me some tricks and makes me seriously consider she might be some god. That thought alone makes me think I am the crazy one.”
She lifted her face up and her blue eyes were watering hard. I was surprised how hard she was crying but how focused she still looked. “These types of resets are always the hardest to endure. So painful…it physically hurts when you don’t trust me.” She squinted her eyes closed; a burst of tears fell out as she shook her head a bit to regain her composure. “We can be so close, yet so often you choose distance and anger.”
“Look, I’m sorry.” Seeing my anger do this to the sad beautiful girl made my anger drain away. “But you don’t seem too worried about all of this succeeding.”
“It already has,” she stated evenly as she wiped her eyes with the black cloth of her bodysuit. She then bent down to rub her fingers on some different colored rocks that had caught her attention. “It already has because it already will.”
“What?” I asked. I had no idea what she meant.
“Not in a way you would understand due to your thoughts occurring linearly. But it cannot be allowed to be brought to completion, therefore in the final loop it does not truly occur. Because We will not let it happen, it will not occur on the true time path.” Was I included in the ‘we’? I was not sure.
I was legitimately confused if she was talking about victory but we had not done anything. “To be clear, we are still stuck in this time fracture right?”
“Unfortunately yes and it will keep occurring until you stop it. So in a way, your hand is indeed forced because the reset will occur until you decide, and figure out how to stop it.”
“Is this kind of like you know the ending, but you still have to get through the book first right? You know the destination, but still have to make the journey.”
“Fairly accurate.” She was colder now. Women were really good at this kind of stuff, and unfortunately it worked. I regretted making this playful girl act in this way. I wanted her to go back to being friendly, even though it was me who was yelling at her.
“So what do I have to do? How can I stop something that destroys everything?”
“It sounds much harder than it is. It simple is a complex machine that is creating it. Simply disable it and reality will march on.”
“Shoot someone, or drop a tool and that’s it? And then what, reality goes forward and I end up in jail for the rest of my life?”
“I do not know. We have never made it past today. I cannot promise anything for you, that is the truth. The other truth is that I will do everything in my power to help you and would not abandon you.”
The color of her bright ribbon and hair started draining. The color of the world was disappearing. “Damn, looks like it is starting. I thought I might be prepared for this, but…nothing but fear. When I died once, you said you would protect me. Was that true?” I asked her.
“It was. To the best of my power I will.”
“Uh…so this actually is reality, right?” I asked her. “I actually die here?”
“Unfortunately, it is.”
“Well I guess this is good-bye.” This time it was my eyes watering, from a subconscious terror of my soon-death. Now I really wanted to hold her.
“For now,” she stated.
“For now,” I agreed. I stepped forward to hug her. We held each other tight. Part of my grip was based on fear, and that maybe getting as close as I could to her would somehow save me. At the least she felt very good. Warm. Real.
“Save me, Prou…”