"Akagi Scheczalier? I'm sorry, what? Who are you? I've never heard that name before,"

"Sila? More like a curse from my past life."

Akagi gasped as he got up. His body was sweaty and he was out of breath. He looked at Melissa sleeping beside him.

'Time moves slowly for me. That's why I appear faster to people. This is my Sila? What a curse.'

"Melissa, get up. It's morning. Go boil me some water,"

"Just five more minutes." She turned back.

'Other demigods have Silas like fire or wind but here I am—Struck playing with time. Time which isn't loyal to anyone, not even kings or queens.'

Akagi boiled...