The Keeper

The Keeper

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"I know you have all the right not to believe my words, but I have to tell you.... I wanted him to awaken just as much as you do. I needed to apologize to him for everything we did." Spoke the Elder in a mild and soft voice that somehow expressed all his sadness. "Then what stopped you. Why are you so eager to stop me now?" Asked the black cloaked man in front of him and his cold voice showed his complete distrust. "You know after you left there was the prophecy.... He will not be the same person we all knew and loved. We will have to stand against him to stop him. Will you be able to do that? Can you force yourself to fight and oppose him?" Came the old man's response that made a short silence fill the place. "I don't trust your words." Was the answer of the cloaked man. "Then find the prophecy yourself, see the truth yourself...."
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Once again I was wrong He walked back and forth in the shadows,the darkness obscuring him to the point of a silhouette. But as he went I noticed his form change and blur, sometimes resembling that of a child before shifting into something much bigger and hairier then morphing back again. "Oh Fin haven't you realized it yet" the voice asked mockingly, "us deities and gods alike have been watching you closely, seeing how you stack up against what this world has to offer" I heard a laugh "and frankly I have to say, I'm not impressed". He let a sliver of his face be shown in the firelight I had been so wrong "Tell me who you are" I ask, although the answer couldn't have been clearer. Once again he laughed, a strange and horrifying mix between that of a child and a beasts. "I really don't see how it matters" he finally says, "you'll die all the same" The campfire went out leaving me in darkness

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