Hobin PoV

It took me 3 years to finally be able to complete the Clock of Clocks! This thing will never run ahead or behind. It is finally completed, my small pocket watch! Now is the time to make it be in time! *Tick Tock Tick Tock*

“It is alive!” I shout after hearing the ticking sound. After three years of research, thinking, designing, and building my pocket watch is completed! *Tick Tock Tick Tock* I look at the clock and right before I set the time I notice it had already been set...

Year 50, December 25th at 12:18, the pocket watch was finally completed. Small gears inside the body and, in the center, a small mana crystal with small details and some spells that will always make it work perfectly.

3rd PoV

*Tick Tock Tick Tock* The watch would never go wrong and the creator passed it to his eldest child, who passed it down to his children and that continued for a few more generations. The clock would always be there, right on time, never ahead or behind. *Tick Tock Tick Tock*

*Tick Tock Tick Tock* Year 340. The new owner wasn’t that fond of the pocket watch since it was strange. The strange watch never stopped working because of the mana stone in the middle and to open the watch it would probably break. As an heirloom since long ago it would be strange if it is found broken when it endured all these years without breaking or getting rusty.

But luck sometimes doesn’t like the time, and when the watch's owner put it inside his pocket he let it fall. He didn’t feel it or think about it, the owner at that time was a boy and he had found a beautiful girl and in his recklessness he let the pocket watch fall.

A week passed and no one found the watch since the rains at that time were getting heavier and the few people that walked out of their houses wouldn’t notice it laying on the floor. But luck sometimes gets it right as well. A dog found the watch on the ground and after sniffing the watch the dog picks it up, without stopping runs to his owner. A skinny looking boy, you may say that he was an abandoned kid and lives in the slums, but when he sees the watch his eyes shine.

The watch was beautiful, it was working and no water has entered the watch to damage it. The boy thought about selling it, but what will he do if the clock's owner appear just to find that the watch has been sold? So he held onto it for a few days, using his hideout to hide the watch that smelled like money.

The boy waited for six days and he never heard a word about the clock that he had found so he rushed to sell it in one of the stores he knew that worked with clocks and the things like that. He had to bargain a little but he got a good price for it after the clerk had inspected the goods. It was a small price to pay to be able to get the clock.

And the clock that was put to be sold in the shop was waiting for an owner.

*Tick Tock Tick Tock* Everyone would ask for the price of the small pocket watch but they would never want to buy it. It was a strange good because it was never wrong and the people that would talk about it would find it strange. A rumor about it being haunted started to spread to the citizens.

But it is strange… The same haunted watch was bought a few years later after the rumor started. The person who bought it was a kid and he had wanted the pocket watch, he never thought why he wanted it. It was just a feeling that it was a thing he had to have.

“Father! I finally bought it!” The boy said showing his father the ‘haunted’ watch he wanted to buy since he was five, and now after ten years he finally had bought it. It was strange that no one wanted such a good watch that would never have the time wrong and his father just smiled wryly to his son.

The boy was amused with the watch and since that day he would always walk with it in his pocket. The ticking sound of the watch always made him calmer and helped him to cope with the everyday stress.

The boy now is a man and at that time he already have a 20 year old son of his own, named Justin, that was enlisted to go to war with a nearby kingdom. He was fearing for the life of his son and gave him the watch saying that it would protect him.

The son accepted the watch as he had always liked the watch, just like his father, and receiving it was a thing he had never thought about. He went to war with his sword and magic, prepared to die for his kingdom.

The war started on July 6, year 648, and Justin was a normal soldier at that time. But after the start of the conflict he was promoted more than once and the watch was always there, in his pocket, the ticking sound calming his mind.

It was the day after he was promoted to Commander of a squad of his own, January 1st, year 650, the enemies surrounded his squad with a surprise attack and for an entire day he bravely fought the enemies that appeared one after another. Until an arrow was shot at him, aiming straight towards his heart, and he would not be able to defend against it. He could see it approaching, but knew he could not move his body fast enough to dodge or block.

He just waited for the arrow to hit its target, but it never happened. A few millimeters from his body the arrow was stopped. The enemies, his remaining allies around him, all of them were frozen solid and just he alone could move. He used the frozen time to move and when he just moved out of the way of the arrow, the time started to flow again.

*Tick Tock Tick Tock* ‘I’ll protect you…’ That was said to be the first time of the watch. Its first thought. *Tick Tock Tick Tock*

He couldn’t understand what had happened but he didn’t have the time to think. The combat continued for a few more years, and it happened a few more times, time freezes for a few seconds or sometimes time would go back a few seconds. Justin didn’t know who did it or why it did it, but he didn’t care, it had saved him more times than he could think.

*Tick Tock Tick Tock* It was, obviously, the watch. Every time his owner was about to die he would active the small time magic it could use. It was strange. The first thing he thought was about the care the owner gave him, and it was what made it ‘move’. *Tick Tock Tick Tock*

August 20th, year 655. The war ended with the victory of Ordaias kingdom. It was largely because of the efforts of the now Lieutenant Justin that the army gained victory in the war, and the king came to understand that the man was excellent. The king gave him a knight's title as a hope to make his family grow and as a way to maybe understand how he could ‘move’ like he did during the war.

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