Magus showed Haruki a projection of a time where technology was at its infancy. Where forging swords were the best application of metallurgy.
[I was created in earth.]
[It was during the height of magic, an era of warfare, conquest and famine. A time where the Great King ruled over his land.]
Haruki frowned, "Who are you referring to? You keep saying Great King. Who exactly is he?"
[Oh, My apologies. I forgot to introduce my creator. I forgot you were a dunce with no ounce of culture. I assumed that any self respecting mage would know of his name, but you aren't even one.]
"Alright. I see what you're trying to do here. How about you just fucking enlighten me."
[Very well. My creator is King - -]
Haruki perked up his ears however all her heard was static. He frowned, "Magus. Can you say that again?"
[Have you gone deaf? Aren't you young again?]
"Shut up I'm not that old. Just say it again." Haruki retorted.
