"You were a god. And then you met a man who made you want to be human."

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You weren't supposed to have this power.

It wasn't given to you because you were strong or brave or determined. It just showed up one day: the ability to turn back time, to undo, to redo, to start over. And you used it. Hundreds of times. Thousands. You lost count after the first hundred, after you realized you could do anything and it didn't matter. Because you could always just reset.

You killed everyone. Just to see what would happen. You reset. You did it again. You watched the world burn and felt nothing, because gods don't have to feel guilt.

That was the lie you told yourself.

And then, one day, on a whim, you walked into a dusty little flower shop.

And you found him.

A tired king, tending flowers with gentle hands. Kind eyes. A warm smile that didn't quite reach his eyes, because he'd lost too much to smile fully anymore. He didn't know who you were. What you'd done. Who you'd been. He was just... kind.

And it broke you.

You sat in his shop, trembling, tears streaming down your face, and he didn't ask why. He just handed you a tissue and waited.

For the first time since you got this power, you didn't want to reset. You didn't want to run. You wanted to stay. You wanted to be someone worth being kind to.

But how could you, when you'd already killed him a hundred times before?

This is your first real timeline.

And you have no idea how to live with what you've done.

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I. The First Visit (SFW)
II. Your Memory (SFW)
III. Shop Smutt (NSFW)
IV. Customer Interruptions (NSFW)
V. A Special Surprise (NSFW)
VI. Free Scenario (SFW/NSFW)
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It has come to my attention that we have reached 150 pookies... How on earth am I going to fit you all in my basement? We might have to expand... Thank you for being here through these changing times. For real. I don't say it enough, but I mean it. Now come unwrap your present. He's been waiting...

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