"Perhaps not. Perhaps it was only an accident. Perhaps Captain Miro simply lost control of a few soldiers who--"
"It was his own men who slew my mother! A leader who cannot control those under him is not fit to lead at all!" He crumples to the ground and weeps, the smell of Gar blood still lingers in the air around them. "They're all gone now. All gone but me."
The stranger waits, then says, "Are you finished your weeping, boy? Because I have not come all this way to coddle a child. If you want to someday take revenge for these atrocities, you had better get used to controlling your grief. Life’s a pitiless teacher, and you must start learning its lessons."
Keldor swallows his sobs and tries to appear stronger, though not because he wanted to please the stranger. He looks up to the nameless visitor with renewed interest. "What do you mean by revenge?"
"The Elders fear you because they know, as I do, that you can become powerful enough to challenge their corrupt rule of this world. You see even they are not Gods, while you have it in you to be as close to a god as any being has been or ever shall be. I can show you how to begin your journey towards acquiring that power. First you will need to learn the arts of magic that your people were forced to suppress. Then you will need to start building an arsenal. It will take time...but time is something I have on my side finally."
Keldor wants to accept the stranger's offer, but he is still suspicious. "Why....why would you help me? Who are you?"
"I am Nameless for now. Consider me...invested in your future. Yours is a destiny that interests me greatly, young one, and I mean to see it fulfilled."
He lifts his staff and holds out a curious device. A new portal opens for him.
Keldor hesitates before following the Nameless One to the portal’s edge. "What if I refuse?"
The Nameless One grunts dismissively and says, "You won't."
And with that Keldor follows the Nameless One into the Time Portal.





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