Necromancer
Life must continue. At last you have seen reason.
You watch a bit more and the elven guard is hard pressed, but it becomes apparent that he's dedicated to his duty. He strikes your Dad with a couple of sword blows to his chest. He falls cursing and swearing, before the elven guard finishes him off with a thrust to his neck.
"Heh, that's what should've happened in the first place." You say and quietly slink off.
You walk into an empty room and wonder what will happen next. You've just destroyed your existence. Though you're still here, so you're not sure what that means. Are you going to disappear soon, or will you just continue your existence until you reach your "proper time?"
You hear your Mom's voice again, one last time.
"You have chosen life as was predicted. Your time as you know it is no more time time defeats all. Time even defeats death however time is not without mercy and your existence in history is not gone, just altered. the future the past does it matter? You will die all has been written farewell son. We shall not meet again. You shall have no knowledge of any of this or what has occurred before. But your actions have preserved life, even if you are an emissary of death "
You suddenly find yourself transported on some desolate hilltop. You have no idea where you're at, let alone how you got there. In fact you don't have too much memory of anything. All you're sure of is that you have a great knowledge of magic and that you're not truly alive.
Suddenly a ragged bunch of individuals approach, you prepare to defend yourself, but these half crazed tribals are in awe of you.
"It's him! He is the one we called upon! Our prayers have been answered! We have sacrificed our remaining livestock to appease you! Please our village has suffered a great loss. We have lost many of our people to a plague. We beg you to reunite us with those loved ones we have lost."
And so began the first steps of the Great Lich Lord's quest for the extinction of life
You watch a bit more and the elven guard is hard pressed, but it becomes apparent that he's dedicated to his duty. He strikes your Dad with a couple of sword blows to his chest. He falls cursing and swearing, before the elven guard finishes him off with a thrust to his neck.
"Heh, that's what should've happened in the first place." You say and quietly slink off.
You walk into an empty room and wonder what will happen next. You've just destroyed your existence. Though you're still here, so you're not sure what that means. Are you going to disappear soon, or will you just continue your existence until you reach your "proper time?"
You hear your Mom's voice again, one last time.
"You have chosen life as was predicted. Your time as you know it is no more time time defeats all. Time even defeats death however time is not without mercy and your existence in history is not gone, just altered. the future the past does it matter? You will die all has been written farewell son. We shall not meet again. You shall have no knowledge of any of this or what has occurred before. But your actions have preserved life, even if you are an emissary of death "
You suddenly find yourself transported on some desolate hilltop. You have no idea where you're at, let alone how you got there. In fact you don't have too much memory of anything. All you're sure of is that you have a great knowledge of magic and that you're not truly alive.
Suddenly a ragged bunch of individuals approach, you prepare to defend yourself, but these half crazed tribals are in awe of you.
"It's him! He is the one we called upon! Our prayers have been answered! We have sacrificed our remaining livestock to appease you! Please our village has suffered a great loss. We have lost many of our people to a plague. We beg you to reunite us with those loved ones we have lost."
And so began the first steps of the Great Lich Lord's quest for the extinction of life
