"less I swear if you don't get ready in the next 10 minutes, well you don't want to find out" The kid said.
'Get ready? for what? I was just in my throne room, I died yes. How did i end up here? and why is he calling me less? am i.... a lesser???'
"Get out" I said. my words should be followed, after all that is my named power as a king.
"Who are you telling to get out?" The kid said in a pompous tone.
'huh?' I looked at him dazed.
'My power should have been in effect. Why is this kid not leaving.'
"Sure, I will be ready in 10 minutes" i said. After all I needed some time to understand the situation I am currently in.
"Ill be waiting outside!" the kid said excitedly.
'At least I am alone now'
I rubbed my eyes and looked around. I was in a small hut; it looked no bigger than 200 square feet. The hut was made of wood, very wet, mouldy wood, nonetheless. I looked around to find a mirror, but there wasn't any. After all, mirrors were a rare commodity in this age.
'wait, what age? what year is it?' I thought to myself.
'dammit, so many questions all remaining unanswered'
I put on the only set of clothes that I could find in this small hut and went outside. The young man was staring at the sunrise. He had black, long, unkempt hair, and he was no taller than 5 foot 5 inches, yet he still held a charming air to him.
'he is named,' I thought as he looked at me, then I saw his neck, half hidden by his cloak but the other half said angel. 'He's a branded?'.
Being in the presence branded meant one thing: we are on the northern side of this continent.
'My continent' I thought solemnly.
When I was in power, I pushed all the unnecessary names toward the northern section, with the most common being lessers. Lessers were not branded, it is because they are the most common named to exist.
Most Named had powers beyond belief, especially if their name was not repeated during their lifetime. For example, when I was named king, no one in this continent had the same name.
There existed outliers, though, Repeated names. Lessers, for one, were the most common. That meant that they were literally lesser than others, even mundane humans, which meant they served no purpose. So, as I am, I sent them to the North. Survive as they may, die as they wish. They were not the only ones to be banished north, brandeds too. They had powers, but as it stands they aren't useful in combat, utility, or craft. And if they were, they would survive the hell of the North, and come back to the main stronghold.
'I am a lesser'. I sulked. for the first moment of my life. I felt powerless.
'I really wish I was dammed dead'