"Lately I've been losing sleep, dreaming about the things that we could be."

"But Baby, I've been, I've been praying hard. Said no more counting dollars, we'll be Counting Stars..."

S T A R R I N G !

YOU as THE DOCTOR

TRAVELER OF DIMENSIONS AND TIME

❝ All of time, worlds and space, everything that ever happen or ever will be, or what even could be.... where do you want to start? ❞

Song: Counting Stars — OneRepublic

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Ragnarök was a prophesied upbringing that was meant to be the end. A prophet of flames destined to tear down the mighty Asgard, to burn everything they built over countless eons. A fall under the flames of dread and destruction.

One such fate befell upon the Time Lords of Gallifrey. Their world, once a beacon of power and knowledge with the ability to travel through the universe and more so time itself, was consumed by the tragedy of the Time War — a war not of their choosing, but one brought to their doorstep by their sworn enemies, the Daleks.

In their desperation, they unleashed horrors beyond imagination. A nightmare child, born from the darkest recesses of their minds, a monstrous creation denied of all reason and morality. 

Pure destruction of twisted abomination that even the Daleks feared. All path devoured with nothing left in it's path leaving nothing but desolation in its wake.

None survived. Both the Time Lords and the Daleks were left with nothing but their arrogance and ideology that led worlds and dimensions shattered that the Time War became nothing but a mystery. No one knows what happened. Where the Time Lord or their enemy went.

It was as if it was a tale that never lived. A history that became a legend. A legend that became a myth.

But one man was left to survived.

At the heart of the myth was a child — a child that was taken in by the Lord of Time, under the palm of his hands. A child that grown with extraordinary gift and a heart of gold that is now tattered with strain of darkness. He has seen the end, heard of it through old folk tales, and now has lived it. He once stood for hope inspired by the illuminated light that had followed him for five centuries of his life.

Now he bears the burden of that ancient conflict, a war from which he once sought to flee. Forced to roam the realms with the anguish of surviving when others important than him fell.

His name once bared with phantom waves of prophecy and hope. His name was thought to be dead.

But now he has a new name, a name highly respected and was thought to only exist in echoes.

That name is the Doctor.

For a season, he would journey in solitude, deeming it to be a nobler fate and once more fitting for a being like him. Yet, lo, now he would be fated to cross paths with multiple people that the light would describe as giants.

Especially three souls who shall forever alternate the course of his life. For over five lifetimes.

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Hailee Steinfeld

THE BAD WOLF

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Madelyn Cline

THE GOD'S FAVORITE PRINCESS

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Sydney Sweeney

THE BLADE WHO WALKED THE EARTH

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The Timeless Children. They will laugh, cry, love but most of all, run. The Hybrid. They shall run from the beginning to the end of time and beyond.

[Coming Christmas 2024]