✗ Are you s u f f e r i n g comfortably? Then, I'll begin... ✗ » The Timeless Child. Post-Simm, Pre-Gomez. Very AU. « — Descriptive and literate. — Penned by #Sᴀᴅɪsᴛ. — Seeking SL's and interactions. — Crossovers welcome. Obey your Master, and hit the #RT button.

Like my entire body was driven towards one purpose, and that time itself would yield to my destructive will. Eventually, I had landed home without any deliberate inclinations. Gallifrey. In a pocket universe. And that was where the story began to get rewritten...

Memory? I had a lot of fun causing chaos wherever my TARDIS took me. The thrill of an unknown destination that would end in nothing more than ashes ignited something feral in me. Toppling what might have once been great to nothing gave me a feeling I couldn't describe. It was {+}

Background when it overrides the quiet and peace. My first memory of this form was when my TARDIS had been floating around in space. What had I been doing before then? What had triggered my regeneration? And, why had the ending of my previous self seemingly vanished from my {+}

Launched by brains everywhere. Still, those beats of four, they lingered in my consciousness. The heartbeat of a Time Lord was somehow more intrinsic to me than any other Gallifreyan in existence. That sequence haunted my nightmares and my daydreams and became a part of the {+}

Entirety of my previous incarnation retained too much clarity, more so towards the end. Malcassairo, Harold Saxon and the return of the Time Lords… And then, almost nothing. Evidently, that never-ending drumbeat had been removed from my head before my skull had exploded and {+}

From another universe. The memory of how I had come to know the reality of who I was appeared to be the sharpest one. Like a blasphemy which had blown up so explosively in my face, that I was now left with eternal scars as evidence of my awful knowledge. Not even the {+}

Unlocked. The entire mythos that had surrounded the creation of the Time Lords and how they had secured their place in the universe as the mightiest and most advanced civilisation was all a lie. A terrible untruth that, at its centre, featured the experimentation of a child {+}

Chaos and destruction wherever I went, and leave a trail of bodies behind- perhaps some damaged relics and buildings reduced to rubble, if I was feeling especially playful. But, the truth of who I was, who I had been… My hearts still beat angrily at the secrets I had {+}

⊹ #TheRevelationAndRevolutionOfTheTimelessChild- Pt. I. ⊹ In all my lives, the many faces and voices that represented me- I had never managed to so unwittingly drag myself into something that would have a massive impact on myself as well as others. The norm was to cause {+}

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