Candles, Candles, Tell Me-Am I the Protagonist?

"According to the secret manual, the other point of the circle formed by the ritual lies somewhere within the past day." Lin Fan kept thinking about what he had done over the past twenty-four hours.

"Work, eat, overtime, get off work, pick up the candle..." Lin Fan opened his eyes. Yesterday, he had worked overtime until eleven at night. Having missed the last bus, he could only walk home. There had been a stretch of road with very few pedestrians, and scarcely anyone could have seen him. During that time, perhaps he could steal more time.

"Maybe I can even figure out this candle..." Lin Fan remembered that there had been no one around when he picked it up. If he had broken free from the shackles of the past then, perhaps he could have controlled himself and stayed away from the candle.

Though the candle was powerful now, it also represented enormous trouble. After all, all three candles were wanted by the Great Yue Dynasty. Since he had already come into contact with supernatural power, giving up the candle would be the best choice unless it was absolutely necessary.

"This is really unpleasant..." Lin Fan thought. He was now within his past body again, bound by time—or, more precisely, bound by the past. The past had already been determined. Only vague, unconfirmed fragments of the past could be changed. Through such changes, one could cause ripples in time and steal time from the past.

Such theft could only be carried out under the concealment of the Time-Space Circle. Otherwise, the Hounds of Tindalos, time's protective mechanism, would detect the theft, and the thief would suffer eternal pursuit.

In truth, without the protection of the Time-Space Circle, such an act could not succeed at all. Their past was being watched