Dark Knight

The boy was infected by Khazan's syndrome and banished from his town after being disowned by his parents. He wanders around and is captured by the Imperial Guards. The princess stimulates the boy’s mind and accelerates the infection driving the boy into insanity. The boy is selected as a test subject for the Transfer Test and is sent to Vilmark. Other test subjects, the guards, and even Iris fears the repulsive boy in the final stages of his infection. The Transfer Test fails and the boy accidentally slips into the Time Gate and goes through many trials. He is freed from the Khazan infection. The boy wanders around the Time Gate and meets an adventurer known as Creator who is in a similar situation as him. The boy, now a Dark Knight, sees the end of time. He sacrifices most of the power he has gained in the Time Gate to return back to the past in an attempt to prevent the horrible future he witnessed. After finding the Pieces of Time thanks to the Time Lord Memet, he has regained all of his powers. He has access to many powerful skills and is able to freely chain them together with his Time Break ability, which not only links corresponding skills but dramatically increases its' damage when chained together. I moved my feet to take a step. In that instant, the time stopped and someone spoke. “No.” When I turned, someone else spoke. “Not there either.” Unable to take any step, I asked in the air out of frustration. But no answers to be heard. The endless repetition of questions and answers in countless moments. At the end of it an answer finally came. “That’s it. That’s the way.” Finally I could take a step, and time flowed again. But when I tried to take the next step, time froze again, and someone spoke. “No.” When I asked who they were, someone answered. “I am you of all moments in time.” And the ‘me’ continued to answer me. “This path is the last time that ‘I’ will take, the one true path. So this path must contain all the times.” The end of a long journey, filled with questions for the answer. Having heard the answer from ‘me’, ‘I’ turned around. There I saw the hesitating me of just a moment ago. And that moment, the realization of countless ‘me’ myriads of time flowed into me. And… ‘I’ told ‘me’. “No.”