Attack on time: The Beginning of The Battle

I'm the second hand, and from the essence of my own being I have learned to live in the moment.
You hear my voice from paradise; I'm returning to save my friends, the minute hand and the hour hand, from the clutches of time.

I know that I'm going back to hell. Once I, too, was an hour hand and a minute hand. I know what awaits me beyond that black hole. Yet from the paradise I'm returning from, death and fear are only illusions... the very ones from which the greatest comedies have been made.