My name is (y/n) I'm bound to a set of rules created by the most powerful beings, from this world and all others. Heaven, Hell, and this world control me, the creatures here as well, they control what I can and can't do, apart from protect myself. They made a list of the rules and those rules are engraved on my arms.

The list has 12 rules:

Don't interfere with set points in time

Don't tell any human or supernatural being about your power

Kill anyone who witnesses your powers

Do not bend time to save someone

Do not change things that have happened in the past

You may only reclaim your "heart" by way of deals

Never allow skin-to-skin contact unless it is approved by an angel

Never show anyone your "heart"

Do not let anything take your "heart" pieces

Never fall in love

Never lie

Protect anyone you deem worthy of your protection

Most of these were never broken, but if I did break one I would black out from the sheer pain coursing through my veins. I lived near a river, it helped to calm me and hide me when someone came near my residence. I hired someone to come out and build me a tree house up quite high, I like to jump off of the roof and land in the water of the river. I am an angel, a full-fledged angel, not archangel, I could return to Heaven, but my responsibility is to care for the time flow of Earth and keep track of anyone who dies when they should not have. I am the angel of time, a terrible angel to be if I might say so, I have no heart so I must be careful that I'm never taken to a doctor. There is only a broken clock where my heart should be, kept in place by 12 red strings. 12, because there are 12 hours in a day, almost everything about me is related to time. My "heart" was broken into 12 pieces that were scattered in the 7 continents, one to the vampires, one to the werewolves, one to Heaven, one to Hell, and one pieces planted within a human's heart. 12 pieces, if I could retrieve them all then I would no longer have to follow the rules tattooed on my arms. I could easily get all but one of them back, I have absolutely no clue where my last piece could have ended up, one human, and out of every single other person on this planet has my last piece. I need a search party going around every country looking for people who don't stop moving when I pause time, because anyone who holds a piece of my "heart" isn't stopped when time halts.

It's terribly lonely, which suits me perfectly because I'm not allowed to let anyone love me or love anyone. I'm the angel of time, loneliness, clouds, feathers, and chocolate. Anyone I fall in love with is immediately killed and the body burned by either an angel or, a demon, and that has only happened once which I'll get to later. The rules are pretty straightforward and it's not hard to avoid breaking them when you live by yourself in the woods and only people investigating something come out this far. Usually murders, because I am contractually obligated to kill anyone who sees me ripping time. Ripping time is when I make one little spot stop moving while everything around it moves, and another spot moves backwards. I just play with the trees, grass, and river by ripping certain parts of it, or stopping the whole block area of land around me. It's dangerous, but it is the only source of entertainment that I have besides killing the people that see it happen. Sometimes I'll just stop time and tear their heart out and throw them in the river so they float away when I start time again. Then sometimes when I get extremely bored I just rip them, moving their legs forward in time so they become disconnected, but since their bodies aren't designed to move through time like that they feel unbearable pain. They never bleed, but they feel the pain equal to dying and eventually die from me ripping all of their limbs into different times. Once they die I let their limbs come back to the body and tear the heart from their chest. All of the bodies go in the river, and people have been coming around more because there are so many showing up every week.

I had to stop for a while until people stopped snooping around or at least forgot about it, I could always fast forward through time to when they stopped, but then I might miss something important. I need to research about the type of creatures that could take the blame for my crimes, and the library is the only place with any information about things like that. I know the Internet would be easier, but I don't have Wi-Fi or a computer so that's out of the question, and the Garland library has quite a few books about supernatural creatures.