He said he was gathering people like me to save the world, to bring back the elemental gods. I believed him… stupid me… I actually believed him. But it was all a lie. Frost… that guy is evil. I saw it myself. Just to find a runeborn, he wiped out the entire Verdan empire!"
Zephyrion's eyes widened slightly. The sudden destruction of the Verden empire centuries ago, had been caused by… him? The entire continent had believed it to be an internal struggle…
Besides that…
'He was alive?'
Centuries had passed since the fall of the elemental gods, yet he had been alive even then. Zephyrion's gaze sharpened. For someone to live that long… it wasn't far-fetched that he had existed even before the fall. He failed to fathom the sheer power required to survive across such time.
Zephyrion pulled himself from his thoughts. This was an information source, one he couldn't afford to lose.
"…why is he gathering runeborns?"
