Rudra was walking behind Aragorn and was trying to gather sight of whatever he could, they passed a few fort and temple-like structures and while following Aragorn for few minutes they were standing in front of a fort with a turret with blue flames.
With a creaking noise, the large doors of the fort open.
"Thud", "Thud ", "Thud".
Someone was coming from inside the castle and noise from walking was echoing through the whole fort, Aragorn started walking towards the door and bowed down in front of the stairs, and a man appeared from the darkness of the hall.
"I always asked you not to bow down Aragorn these gestures seem preposterous. " the man smiled.
And they both started having conversations.
That man was wearing a similar cloak just this one was grey and wears the mask of Griffin. On his sword's pommel, the pommel was a little brighter than the rest of the sword.
They both were having a conversation in a very low and brittle voice and it was almost inaudible and Rudra was trying his hard to hear whatever they were saying and he was able to hear a few words.
" Is this the boy?"
"Absolutely, Professor."
Professor made a gesture to call Rudra and again the same feeling of uneasiness but he walked towards them slowly and they both were looking towards him, Aragorn was standing with similar impassive expressions and Professor was smiling a bit.
Aragon: "Bow down Anayan !".
Rudra panicked and bowed down.
Professor: "There's no need for this Aragon and ease yourself kid. ", and smiled.
Rudra uttered, "Where am I ?"
Professor smiled and gestured him to follow, Aragorn and Rudra started climbing stairs.
Professor: "This whole eternity is far more complex than one can imagine."
What this means and a boy who has spent his whole life secluded from the whole world, how all this concern him? Questions and doubts were the only things that Rudra had.
Professor: "So what's your name Anayan ?"
"Rudra", he uttered.
They all were walking through the castle, huge walls with some pictures hanging on them, some has emblems, some has people, swords and shields. Four corners have four staircases and they all lead to a Mezzanine, the roof was higher than he expected and the floor was rough. Flambeau was lit on almost every corner and they were the only source of light inside the castle, there was no window, not a single one.
Professor started talking, "Time and space are not linear, neither is your perception and nor is your thoughts, everything is like thread which can be molded, folded and there are always various layers within it."
He was listening to everything cautiously, every single word like this voice may be the last one he ever listen.
"The very place you are now can be considered as the centre or end of eternity but it's just from where you are seeing it or how? but one thing is evident that this is where the dimensions overlap or one can say space diverge. Time is contextual here as it is malleable."
"You are one of few remaining of your race Anayan and that's why you are here."
"Humans are one of the least harmful creatures because of their perspective to this world but your race was different and you're here to learn, Why ?"
"And Aragorn there are some fluctuations in cognition threads, Darians have been trying to reach human cognition clusters, have a look and let me escort this young gentleman."
Aragorn: "Sure, sire."
Aragorn walked downstairs and vanished in the same area from where they came from.
Professor started climbing one of the stairs and Rudra followed.