The hero's words painted a picture of a complex and troubled past. I could feel the weight of his emotions, the pain and the sadness.
I didn't know what to say, so I just listened. The hero seemed to appreciate my silence, and he continued his story.
As my brother's power grew, so did his darkness. He became more and more consumed by his own ambition, and eventually, he turned against me. He saw me as a threat to his power, and he tried to destroy me.
I remembered the memories I had seen, the ones where the Dark God had tried to kill his brother. I had thought that the hero was just a random victim, but now I knew the truth.
What happened next? I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.
The hero's eyes clouded over, and his voice dropped to a whisper. I was forced to flee, he said. I had to leave everything behind and start over. And then, I heard that my brother had been defeated by a hero.
He looked at me, his eyes searching. But now, I see