"Because I'm part of the Council... or at least I was." He continued. "And I know what they're capable of."
Disbelief was written on everyone's faces as they stared at the village chief. The last thing that they expected the chief to be was a member of the Council.
Luxor heaved a sigh, the creases on his forehead becoming more evident. He could still remember the atrocities that the Council had done, and when he had voiced out his opinions about it, well, they didn't receive it all too well.
Pretty soon, they were out for his head, and his last desperate attempt to escape led him to the unknown universe, specifically in a galaxy where humans reside. Since then he lived in constant fear, thinking that the Council might still be hunting him down. And even though decades had already passed, he still had that lingering thought in his mind.
