"It's not worth that much, you know? We will support each other no matter what." said man of deeds long time ago. Was he the same after many times he broke that promise on impulse? Killing as real nature concealed by fake personality of routhless ruler, one who drove his beloved one to commit suicide when thier son could move out. Omnipresent destruction, wars, famine, hunger, idenity crisis, ongoing confusion... Memories fading overtime to just be discovered again sand bring nothing more than frustration of present state of world. "No need for self care" from own son broke his spirit to commit such thing, to becoming god figure of today's world of prosperity after dark and cold everlasting night. Wandering in lush green grass and fields in sunlight as it touches every exposed patch of skin. Thoughts flood his mind ever since all memories about Linda unlocked, all thier private lessons on sexual techniques... Hannibal yawned laying on grass, picking top blades just to puke out all unworthy of being alive thievs clothes.
Temer, as he came to understanding it's his human name from before got letter from Ministry Of Visioners, to put it simply, it's just magical ministry to record any issues with powerful people and keeping thier power levels in check, just to be safe. About 5 ambicious people are sniffing volcanic rock right now.
"Master Basilisk, encounter with powerful necromancer has been recorded on edge of dimentions. Thankfully General Erica resumed functionality of bourder to perfect state, capturing intruder. Necromancer awaits interrogation on Lair Prison, magic being absorbed by nephrite chains."
Erica sat on boulder awaiting nothing, to her suprise Basilisk/Temer gave prise "Good job about necromancer, but how did invastigation go? It's been years." she hummed unsure of what to say "Humans got hold of old archives, digital and traditional somehow, getting same ideas as past humanity used to empty oceans off life for own gain. Mermaids of all kinds have Officers Status. As for my kin, shifters of woods... Humans got blueprints of rifles and guns. Someone is disributing them secretly from common place. You, my Lord are key to solve this issue." he scoffed getting up from grass hill "So I do have to do it myself again. Fine. Change appearience, they'v seen you many times, right?" Erica's voice shook "They are able to say who am I even with delusion active." Basilisk sighed slowly "Anti-delusions too? It'll work on me too than. Burn suspected store, some people have to die for lesson to not distribute dangerous inventions in this peaceful time." Halfwalf nods, after that she opens portal to throne room "There is urgent matter to attend to as well. It involves nightmares coming to life among humans in Social Test City." ... "Again than. Imaginations are powerful. And one certian sorcorer takes advantege after waiting so long. Impressive."
Young sorcorer sood before throne as Basilisk eners thrue portal with trusted immortal being at his side "You must be mad about taking your father away, he was hazard for experiment. You are as well. Take it as freedom pass from experiment area, to prison in here. I'm looking foreward to testing your very own powers. Become trusted and you might be under my command as sorcorer of troops defending bourders. What's more frighteneing han own nighmares, right?" young boy never got his head up, mindwiping every not a nd than about that rule defied his own desires o spit in curent ruler's face. "Take him to cell sunny courner. My time of wondreing across world is over just like that. Let's take Test City into next phase of research, send practicants from laboratory." Blood tests, desieses and genetic mutations occur often, but with few powers and highier brain activity is recorded, this is only reason to do this cruel tests on large groups of humanity. Letting genes do the thing is only natural.