Everything started at my place, when I spent half my day buried in books, desperate of not finding any solution for my problem… This is at that moment that…

-Shit!

I’ll have to interrupt my story-telling for a while, I have a lingering feeling of déjà vu but I'm sure of one thing: it's really impossible for a hero to let people think about their past!

I just escaped with a spell of my creation, when the hero, by pure physical strength (I assure you, it's a heresy for me too, and to me too it makes no sense), caught up to me in a few seconds! I was moving at more than 200 meters per second, damn it! How can he catch up to me, I was ahead of 2 kilometers??? He would need to run at least at 500 meters per second (to spare you a calculation, he caught up in a bit less than 6 seconds)!!!

-Go, think, think, think…

I need a solution… There has to be a way, no? I'm not going to hide myself in a hole, no?

-Oh!

Here is my solution!!!

The hero is just behind me, I don't dare to watch behind me, and I feel like I'm feeling his breath in my neck…

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I quickly put my hand in my pocket, and found what I was searching: a seed!

Out of breath, I recite:

-Uta Tanbus Magus Terma Itir Moar Gunmat Cantus Itiri Lemsi!

I take a deep breath and I pronounce the second part:

-Cantus Itiri Lemsi Ipero Tipos Ut Uta!

The seed start to take shape, quickly, I start a second spell, of which I enchain the two parts in a single breath:

-Tanbus Attari Lemsi Urri Tilser Attar Ute! Tanbus Attari Ipero Urri Magus Ute!

That last spell was very rough, almost barbaric, and the second part even more than the first, I don't know if that will work like I want it to work. But it seems that I'm lucky, after all!

The ground is opening under my feet, I rapidly drop off the seed on the edge of the hole while the magic particles are pulling me into the hole. I violently land in it, but I don't care, it's more important to close it.

But I don't have time left, and it would be too visible. I decided rather to take away the clone that has now replaced seed. With a mental impulsion, I order it to go the furthest away from me it can.

According to the enraged shouts of the hero moving away, it's working, I let out a big sigh… It seems that even if it's exhausting, I'll have to move under the ground for at least some kilometers to be sure that he won't find me after noticing the trick.

I give back a cleaner appearance to the roughly closed ground with a skillful spell, and I start to dig.

I'm quite happy to have more than a meal worth of food with me!

After a few hours, seeing that the clone is still not destroyed, and estimating that the hero is at several hundreds of kilometers from me now, I destroy the clone:

-Tanbus Itiri Lemsi Titron Ut!

There you go, I can finally think about my past, where was I already?