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*Messing with the universe*

You are to find Delilha and bring her back without breaking the world's story. Do not break any details of the world, do not talk to anyone unless strictly necessary. And most importantly of all: Once Delilha is secured, delete every trace of your and her existence.

Eule's mentor's words were sharp and firm as she stood before Him. Her lips were tilted into a frustrated frown. And the boy knew exactly why; one had to be completely void of intelligence to not see the starting point of her anger.

Delilha.
Oh, sweet, sweet Delilha.
Such an utter fool of a girl.

The newest member of the STUT (to put it in simpler terms, the Space, Time, and Universe travelers)

And the biggest pain in the ass at the moment.

Honestly, they should have known better. They did know better! The STUT has been kept running for years now. The government made sure of that. (Whoo! Democracy!)

They made sure only the best and most elite students who applied to the job were accepted. After being thoroughly tested, of course.

And even just getting a chance to try for a spot was a miracle. Every year, hundreds, not thousands, of people try to become part of the luxurious business. (Is it still luxurious if the coffee machine breaks every two weeks?) And most were, unsurprisingly, denied.

So why, why, did Delilha manage to secure a spot with the best of the best and yet still manage to fuck up and run away?

Only her saints knew what went on in that head of hers.

"Eule, do you understand?"

"Of course, your orders will be followed without any hiccups."

Please let this be a quick mission. I promised Crow I wouldn't overwork myself.

"I know they will, after all, you've never disappointed me"

Ah, yes, then there's the pressure of keeping his perfectly crafted facade. Great.

Commencing full-body transportation. Please stand by.

Eule silently thanked his saints for allowing him to get used to this feeling after his first couple of missions. Because if the stress of this mission wasn't making him nauseous enough. The feeling of your body being broken down into nothing but Atoms certainly would make you throw up.

Instead, Eule sighed.

Because Saints was he in for a joyride.

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"Well, at least Dal chose a nice world to run away to."

Eule stood in a sketchy-looking alleyway, corny enough to keep himself from worrying about his safety but creepy enough to remind him of the murder podcast Ace forced him to listen to.

I bet he's listening to one right now.

Eule gave an unimportant shrug, wincing slightly as his weak leg protested. But he ignored the pain, instead making his way out of that alley.

 And into an explosion of color.

Gigantic buildings, highways, and buildings with screens that showed every ad imaginable (is that a limited edition huntr/x rubber ducky collection?)  and enough people around to make him start calculating how he could find Delilha in this sea of people.