An old woman sat on the floor chained in thick heaven chains. She was wearing fine but very baggy clothes. She was covered head to toe in many different barbells and trinkets all seem to be of a different made and different age but all held but one thing in common. They all ticked to the same beat and in almost perfect sing yet it was a quiet tick. If one did not seek it one would be hard pressed to find it. But once notice it would not be forgotten easily and every passing tick would seem to only increase in weight and volume until you were overcome with the sound of the ticking. At first one would think of clocks and yet of the many different things she had tied to her their was but one pocket watch and a wrist watch. All of the articles of metal or wood were beautiful crafted and clearly well cared for all except the pocket watch that she held in her hand. The pocket watch was covered in scratches from top to bottom.
The one who sat directly in front of her was an older man but in turn he gave a sharp present. In truth he had no visible signs of ageing past 40 but when he was placed in someone line of sight he would just give the impression that he was old. Due to magic it’s possible to greatly extend one's life span but after the 500 to 800 the body will begin to break down.
Of course there are alway exception but unless they gain divinity and in turn eternal life all mortal life is doom to die one day. But since the dawn of time less the 70 people have ever received divinity and reached the realm of god. And of those 50 less the 30 exist today. But this is knowledge that mortal men often forget.
For humans their is not current human who age surpasses 900 for fae 2000 elves 1300 and dragons who receive the longest life span of the mortal races 20,000 it is said that an angle can live for as long as a dragon but such things are unknown to the majority of mortal races. However monsters do not gain longer life spans instead simply continue to live so long as they have mana coursing through their veins they may live anywhere between 1 and 1000 years but it is not decided by their strength as it is like other races.
There is no record evidence of someone of the human race living past 1000 but of course there's is always exceptions to everything and if people know of how old Erick grew to be with no magic to support him and continued to fight at such levels it would not be long before he would be deemed to be inhuman by both the empires magic schooler society or the M.S.S and the mage guilds of today of today. If they were to know of Manes life that over 17 thousand years if or June’s 9 thousand they would not even be considered truth but simply the idea would be rejected.
There are many who believe that once the strongest lived longer before the age of darkness but much information was lost. It was only with the last two thousand years that society’s have begun to return but compared to the days before the age of darkness the world is still licking its wounds.
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The world today knows little of the age of darkness. And that witch is known is taken with a grain of salt. It was said that three calamities rose.
And in turn those three were slain by the god king himself. But even then it was too late the world was a shadow of its old self. The second calamity lade siege to the realm of angles destroying it. The few angles that survived fleas but even now meeting an angle is like be struck by lightning with how rare they are now. The third made a plague that claim half the world and ⅔ of the rest of all life. They was a realm of druids witch was destroyed by her research. The first calamity was the final nale. Hero’s, kings, empires, high elves, fairy queens even a dragon king all who had strength or who gave hope. It is said that they were hunted like animals all to feed the hunger of his cursed blade.
It said he even challenged and slew the god of war and the first of the three gods of honour and justice.
But that was then and this is now. For time always moves forward.
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Will you kill me? Then burn the books or burn the books then kill me?”
She seem almost too amused by the situation she found herself in.
“Oh or will I escape I only see these three outcomes so what is that a one in three. That’s quite unfortunate that I can’t bring these books with me but such is life.”
The man eyes went over her once more. They flash from suspicion then to nostalgia and finally they begun to match the woman’s acceptance. He didn’t act in line with the situation but instead used a tone of voice one would use for an old friend.
“ it’s been a long time huh Talua”
“ oh so where going talk this means I get to say what I want to say huh”- Talua
“ you see Talua I am glad to see you” the man
The man used his hand to brush his once lush hair back now it’s was white and might be said to show the truth of his situation and then began tidy himself up as if he was about to talk to a beautiful woman at a bar. But the next words carried the truth of the situation
“ it a shame I’ll never see you again Talua”
“ yeah it is”
“ So you agree to the situation my how different usually you cling to the outcome that best for you. You have also never been wrong about something. If there's a way for you to escape you will try and claw with all your might but now. This new doscial you is great but I’m in a bit of a pickle my dear because we both know how you the hero of time work and that you would oh never lets say, wait at our front door step with the scriptures and training form of the chaos gods. So I’m wondering too thing why you got yourself caught. And two why you didn’t just try and steal the false words but even brought as more. The teachings of the chaos god of love is a funny choice too but that’s low on my priory’s right now.” The man said
“ I can not see what tomorrow will bring” Talua
“ I see my old nemesis.” The man's voice was touch with melancholy
“ We both know that we seers can not see beyond our death and that the god of times follower are the strongest seers. I have come to die my old nemesis Arion the hero of fate Arion. And I have come to speak of the warning my god has given me to give to you”
Once more her face seem to twist in a shape almost too amused by the situation she found herself in .