[WP] You have the ability to travel back in time within your own timeline but you must relive your life from the point in time you traveled back to.

He stared blankly at the ruins of what was once a small suburban household. The moss had grown heavily along the sides of the mailbox, but he could still make out the name: O'Mallon Residence. The house had once belonged to his father, Hank, and he could faintly remember the many holidays he spent with his parents.

An old women who had been watching from her porch rose slowly and called out to the young man who had been rummaging through the abandoned yard.

"Nobodies lived there in a long time, I'm afraid." She shifted uncomfertably, as she worked to support herself on the ledge.

"It's me Mrs. Trubisky. It's Harry," he said.

The womens eyes began to water as she leaned forward. She made her way slowly down the steps of her house and stopped face to face with Harry.

"Harry," she said. Her voice faltered. Harry could see a tears running along the creases on her face. "I can't believe it's you. You've been gone for so long, I--"

"I know...Look I don't know how to tell you this, but." He froze. He didn't know how to begin to explain what he was about to do. He had known about his powers for a long time, but never dared to use them in fear of disrupting time. He thought of all the paradoxes and consequences of time travel, but he could no longer sit aside.

"Mrs. T, this won't make any sense, but I'm going to go back in time to change my life," he said. He could see her expression change into a surprised look. He knew it didn't make sense, but he needed to hear himself say it outloud.

Before she could say anything, Harry turned around and started running towards the abandoned house. He knocked over the door and ran upstairs. He saw the kitchen where his mother would make him her famous grilled cheese sandwiches. He saw the living room where his father and he would get into wrestling matches. Finally, he reached his old bedroom. Everything was exactly as he had left it that night, 15 years in the past. He knew there was nothing left for him in this timeline. That there was only one thing that mattered anymore. Who the hell is Savitar?

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