Welcome back, gang. Enjoy the last part of this intermission before the next batch of chapters dealing with the Evabon's history. For Sotark, I mentally cast Phil LaMarr. Enjoy.
Sotark
Deep beneath the surface, Autolycus starred at the imprisoned Evabon before him. Trapped in a crystal, stood an Evabon of great height. Standing at a height of eighteen feet with peach skin, this giant of an Evabon was something that Autolycus feared.
An evil thing was trapped in that crystal. A monster named Sotark was trapped in that crystal. A monster that had killed his father and wife for power and survival, that was one of the things that were protected.
Autolycus starred, he starred with critical eyes. To him Sotark was a disgrace to the evabon race. He found that the punishment Sotark had been given was fitting. To be imprisoned in a crystal until the end of time.
"Free me!" Autolycus shook his head. That voice in his head! Sotark's voice! Temptation had a voice and it was Sotark's. "Free me!" Autolycus placed his hands over his ears. "What is it you want most?" Autolycus fell to his knees. He just wished Sotark's voice would get out of his head. "A son? So you were cheated out of having a son by your wife's death leaving you with just a daughter."
"Leave me alone!"
"Leave you alone?" A mocking laughter started to ring through Autolycus' head. "You are the one who won't leave me alone! I won't be escaping unless someone frees me. So why do you, one of my prison guards, come here so often?"
"I come to make sure no one has freed you."
"So you say." Autolycus removed his hands from his head. "But I see into your heart and deep down you are wishing for the one thing you can never have. You are confused and eventually you will free me, to have the thing you can never have."
"Never!"
"I have been imprisoned here long before any were buried." Autolycus stood up and started to walk away. Sotark's voice was still in his head. "I know many things and I'm ever wrong. The future is a straight line and you will free me."
"Be careful, 'wise one.'" A grin appeared on Autolycus' face as he walked away. "A line can be split." And with that Autolycus left the chamber that housed the imprisoned Sotark. He left with intentions to never return to that chamber.