OKAY I HAVE NO IDEA HOW TO WRITE AN AUTHOR'S NOTE AND I AM TOO LAZY TO GOOGLE IT HGGDHGGFDZCVBNNCXBNCXZSDFXCXVZCXXV
Needless to say, I do not own any of the characters or story in Baldur's Gate. I will try to tell in the end Author's note what is my own creation and what is not.
The boy laughed.
He had done it.
He had created the magic circle.
They called him a child.
And yet, here he was, standing atop a rune circle, glowing.
At least, that was what the book called it.
He had done it perfectly.
He felt his body changing.
Becoming stonger.
Stronger than man.
Stronger than god.
But he had not accounted for this.
He saw his body.
But he was not looking through his eyes.
He was no more than a ghost now.
Perhaps whatever was in his body would end the scholars for him?
And then the hand that was once his own reached out and grabbed him by the throat.
He was somehow shoved into the mouth that he had drank so much stolen ale through.
And he was no more.
I looked up and I saw him.
I could tell he had summoned me.
He had accepted me into his body.
He wanted me to do something for him.
So I reached out and ate him.
I read through his memories.
A boy named Demiru, huh?
And he wanted me to end this town.
Just some six year old kid?
I smiled and looked down.
My box was there, all right.
I began to dig.
It was time for my life, and my search, to begin anew.
The brat had made sure nobody would miss him, after all.
Perhaps this time, I will find my dear friend...
OKAY
I TRIED MY BEST
Stuff I own that was introduced in this chapter: Cleff
Stuff in this chapter that I do not own: Charname and Candlekeep(assuming I mentioned that this takes place in Candlekeep)
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