In the vast expanse of land. Land with black rocky soil. It looked exactly as it was when I came here in the past. It never changed. It never will.
But there was a change. This wasn't the real place. I saw myself in the palace. The black palace that had no light. This black palace. I was here once, when I accepted true power. Is this Devrik's doing? Why?
"It seems he believes in destiny too much. The Book of Nox says only one man can wield it. And the powers of a true Asura is no different. Only one at a time. What synonyms could there be better than this. Maybe it's because I was very naughty at language classes back then."
I said as I walked the flight of stairs, pitch black and wide. I ascended continuously, not sparing a glance at the stone knights. Wait a minute! What..
"There are thousands of stone knights. No there's only twelve stone knights. But how are there thousands similar to them?"
