Chapter Text
Nikolai, for as long as he can remember, which isn’t long. Has been time traveling, not by choice, it just started happening to him every so often. He would be in the year 2025 the first time he time traveled.
He was sitting in his home, on his phone and just reading reddit storys, until he would get a message saying
‘You, Nikolai Gogol, are going to be a competitor of time. You will have to find a special artifact to stop the loop, this experience is not for the weak, please if you need more information click the link…’
And as soon as he clicked the link, he was suddenly in the future.
Ever since then he has been traveling. Trying to find a way out of the loop. And every time he would start to dread home again, his house that he owned.
The recent time he was in would be the closest to home he would’ve ever been, 2027. The people had changed a bit, the places had changed, and what the hell is Mcwendys?
But, nonetheless, it was only two years further than his original timeline. Nikolai would be in 2027 for only two weeks before traveling again.
But this time, it wasn’t the future. It was definitely the past.
Nikolai would only see a trail, then ahead a town.
Trot trot trot.
Looking behind him he could see some people riding horses, perhaps they were going to that city, so Nikolai would move out of the way. If Nikolai learned anything about time travel, it's gonna be don’t act out. Otherwise acting out will get him nowhere.
As a few people on horses passed by, Nikolai noticed what he was wearing. A white long sleeve, tucked into brown pants, and oddly comfortable boots.
Sighing, Nikolai would walk to the town, hoping for an idea of what exact timeline he walked into, and what might he have to discover.
as he would be walking to town he realized he had a bag of quarters in his satchel, and a few snacks.. huh.
Nikolai would walk to the town, women were in dresses, and men were more professional. walking around, there was multiple stands for things to sell. some in buildings, some were make shift, and one being a lemonade stand. while walking Nikolai heard a crush beneath his feel, looking down he found a newspaper on the floor, reading it he saw the date.
"september 19 1820"
"so this really is the past" Nikolai thought.
after walking more, night struck. Nikolai definatly didn't have a home here. so he walked to a nearby tree on a hill, and slept there for the night, and days on.