While Marcus had just fallen asleep, Back at the kingdom where he first woke up an old man was sitting at the desk of the library and musing to himself about what happened to the man who had disappeared a few months ago.

‘I wonder who that boy was and why i felt so compelled to let him stay here’ He sighs as he thinks to himself. ‘He just up and disappeared one day and i still have no idea where he went’

The old man just sits at the desk reading books to pass the time until he starts hearing people yelling outside so he goes to check out what is happening.

When he gets outside he can see so called prophets of the god Bram yelling out that something bad is going to happen in the future and that everyone needs to be ready to fight back against whatever it is that is going to happen. Of course very few take them seriously because no one believes that Bram would ever contact mere mortals for anything so they all just go back to their routine.

The old man after hearing what they are saying thinks about the boy before shaking his head and going back inside the library ‘no way could that boy bring that much of a change’

The years pass by and the man continues to get older while the prophets continue to warn people about what is to come with no one listening to them anymore because nothing has happened in the past several years so even the ones who used to listen to them have stopped paying them any attention.

After 20 years the old man is laying on a bed and breathing shallowly. ‘I guess my time has come, I have lived a good life doing what i loved and now i will finally get to see my beloved again’ He smiles as he stops breathing. It takes almost a week before anyone finds him dead in his bed because of how little anyone uses the library.

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-POV THE KING-

‘Those damn prophets still haven’t shut the hell up’ The king is fed up with the prophets trying to tell him what to do so he has the guards of the capital round them up and behead them for claiming to have heard the words of Bram the patron God of humans.

“My people you will no longer need to listen to the rabble of those heathens who claim they could hear the words of Bram. Now our capital can go back to being in peace and tranquility” The people cheer hearing the words of their king because of how fed up they were of the prophets.

The king calls for his most trusted men to have a meeting. “Have you found the rest of those groups of inferior species ?” The king straight away asks the question he most wants answers to.

“No sire we have not been able to locate them yet, They have hidden themselves quite well and whenever we believe we have found them all we find are empty villages” An imposing man tells the king the answer he knows his king doesn’t want to hear.

“YOU IMBECILES!” The king slams his hand on the table in front of him, Scaring everyone in the room because the king’s temper is well known in the inner circle of the kingdom and anyone who gets on his bad side gets charges of treason placed on them and then executed before they can even say anything else.

“It shouldn’t be this damn hard to catch some goddamn mongrels that have no home” The king stares at his men as he says that giving them cold chills down their spines.

“We are working as hard as we can but i don’t think we will be able to find them with how well they are hiding for at least the next 30 to 40 years or until they run out of hiding spots” The imposing man tells the king.

“I want them found at any cost. We can’t have any rebel forces out there against us when it is already hard enough holding back the other kingdoms from attacking us” The king coldly says that while thinking about the other kingdoms. “Now get out there and get me some damn results, Understood ?”

“““““““““““““YES SIR!””””””””””””” The men and women all yell out before shuffling out of the room.

The king leans back in his chair and thinks about the future when they will no longer have to worry about retribution from the other races and can then focus on taking over the other kingdoms. ‘That will be a good day’ He smiles as he says that.