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Kronii!

>>52253525
>Kronii blocks your path
>"Anon, so, like, you wanna... keep Rushia from graduating? Uh... sorry, no can do. There's all the rules about quantum mechanics, and causality, and blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah..."
>She gives a long-winded lecture on basically how there are certain events you can't change no matter what you do.
>"So it's like a canon event?" you ask
>picrel
>"HUH?"
>"You know, like, in the Spiderman movie."
>"Yeah I know that's from the Spiderman movie, but what the fuck, anon."

>>51481492
So basically a fic where Kronii stops you or other chuubas from messing with the space-time continuum? I'm down for that.
>"So like, you wanna stop Rushia from graduating, anon?" Kronii asks with an air of amusement in her voice.
>"Yes," You respond immediately. "Please! I'm begging you!" You even fall to your knees in desperation.
>But The Warden of Time isn't impressed by such theatrics, and she crosses her arms over her chest with an eyeroll that could peel paint.
>"Rushia's graduation is a canon event," She explains flatly. "I really can't let you mess with that."
>You let out a long-suffering sigh - feeling like there might be no hope left for you now…
>"I'll do whatever you want Kronii!" You plead once more; hoping against hope that she might give in this time around. "Please, be reasonable!"
>"You be reasonable anon!" Kronii retorts sharply at your statement. "Time copping is my job - I can't just go letting anybody mess around with the space-time continuum willy-nilly!"
>You're starting to feel desperate now… like if you don't come up with something fast then all might truly be lost for you… and Rushia.
>"I'll give you all my money or give you beef jerky or whatever!" You start babbling frantically.
>But it's too late. Kronii has homed in on one particular detail…
>"Beef jerky?" she repeats curiously, giving you this expectant look.
>"Uh…yeah? Yeah, yeah, I can swing by a Trader Joe's or something…" You respond dubiously - wondering how exactly this will help your cause. "But really Kronii," you continue once more. "I'll do whatever--"
>"Get me the jerky first." Kronii interrupts again before silencing you with a finger on top of your lips. "Then we'll talk further. Okay?"