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Years ago in Aswrath...
A young man, about 16 years old was sitting on a crate in a log wooden house. His eyes were closed and he seemed peaceful. The man also haad a bandage covering his left elbow. The room he was in had a desk filled with papers beside the crate the boy was sitting on. Everywhere you looked there was paper. One object stood out a flask with two openings each with a cork blocking the exit. Inside the flask was a sphere of blackness.
"Young man." Someone said.
The boy did not respond.
"Hey! You there!"
The voice was louder and the man's eyes opened. He stood up worriedly.
"Oh no." The man said.
The man looked around nervously.
"It's alright." The voice said comfortingly.
The man turned his head every which way looking for the owner of the mysterious voice.
"Look. Over here." The voice said.
The man turned his head toward the flask.
"Um yeah?" The boy asked.
"Hey now. Can't you at least bring yourself to be a little surprised or something?" The voice asked.
"What do I get for acting surprised?" The boy asked moving a hand to the side of his hip.
"Mmm. You show no fear. I like that. What's your name?" The voice asked.
"I'm number 43." The man responded.
"Not your number. I want you to tell me your real name."
"I'm a slave. I don't have one."
"A slave? You mean a person without any rights or freedom? Someone trapped and deeded as a possession?"
"Deeded? What's that?"
"It's when a piece of property is transferred to another person."
"Huh?"
"Seems you're not all that bright are you?"
"Hey! Get out of here!" The man snapped.
"How could I possibly have been made from someone as stupid as you?" The sphere asked itself.
The man put on a confused expression.
"You are the one who gave me blood right?" The sphere asked.
The man looked at his bandage covered elbow.
"I guess so. He said he was going to use it for an experiment." The man said.
"I exist today because you gave me your blood. Thank you. Let's see. Number 43 isn't going to cut it. I think I'll give you a name of your own." The sphere said.
"Give me a name? Who are you?"
"You'll want a noble sounding one right? Let's see. Theo. Theofrastus Bombastus."
"That' too long."
"Huh? Oh yeah. You're not that smart. Maybe we shouldn't put too many syllables in it."
"Hey you I'm plenty smart."
"Well how about Agdar? How does that sound?"
"Agdar huh. I think I can remember that."
"It's spelled... Ohhhhh. You don't know how to read and write do you?"
"I don't need to read and write to do my work."
"Your slave work. Don't you even want freedom? Are you going to live out the rest of your life as a slave without the rights of a real man?"
The man was silent.
"In that case you're no different than me. Trapped inside this stuffy flask. Let me teach you... Agdar." The sphere said.
"Hey. What are you? Who are you? What do I call you?" Agdar asked.
The sphere grew one red eye, a pair of teeth and two strange black arms.
"I'll tell you what Agdar. You can call me the Dwarf in the Flask. Homunculus."
Years later...
Agdar was now a trusted advisor of the King of Aswrath. He stood at the edge of the balcony with the flask at his side.
"I'm grateful to you." Agdar said.
"Oh? What for?" The Dwarf asked.
"I live as well as I do now because of the knowledge you gave me. And, I've also earned the King's respect. Thanks to you maybe someday I'll even be able to get married and have a family." Agdar said looking at the Dwarf.
"A family huh? How inconvenient for you humans. Unless you form communities and breed your species can't continue to exist." The Dwarf said.
"Don't call it breeding. And whether or not, it's a concept that you're able to understand. That's where humans find happiness. We live for the bonds that we form with friends and family members. That's who we humans are."
"Sure. Whatever you say."
"Ok then. What is it that makes you happy?"
"Well, I'd hate to be guilty of asking too much. But I think I'd be happy if I could just leave this flask."
The flask was brought inside the throne room where it was placed on a holder that faced the king's throne. Two subjects were kneeling in front of the throne.
"Immortality?" The Dwarf asked. "Why would someone who already has so much power and prosperity need such a thing?"
"Watch your tongue! You are in the royal presence!" A subject said.
"If you continue with your insolence I will smash your flask!" The other subject threatened.
"You wouldn't dare destroy such an important source of knowledge." The Dwarf retorted.
"That's enough chatter." The king said. "Immortality. Tell me is it possible or isn't it?"
"Growing impatient in your old age? How lamentable King of Aswrath."
A wide smile crept onto the Dwarf's face.
"Ok. I'll tell you how you can achieve immortality."
Some commoners were digging around the northern part of the kingdom.
"What are you digging here for?" Someone asked.
"Irrigation canals. The King has ordered them to be dug all around the Kingdom." Someone answered.
"That's the King for ya. He even thinks about us commoners."
"You got that right."
When night fell, a group of people gathered outside the north village of Aswrath. All were armed with swords.
"Remember, there must be no survivors." The leader said.
The small army stormed the small town and blood was shed all over the north village.
Agdar held the flask as he walked through the streets of Aswrath. There was gossip all around about the attack that had happened just one night ago.
"First the west village now the north." Someone said.
"What an offal tragedy." Agdar said.
"Yeah. Real tragic." The Dwarf said back.
A Few Years Later...
Agdar was a grown man now. He still held the flask close to his side. He was in the throne room beside the King who was laying in his bed with two subjects.
"Majesty. At long last, your circle is complete." A subject said.
The King sat up.
"Took long enough. Finally it'a done. This is it. Everything is ready?" The King asked the flask.
"Yes. You may now become immortal." The flask answered.
The King walked to the center of the room that was a large green square. There were four subjects at the four corners of the square and there was a stone in the middle. The King stood in front of the stone and took out a dagger. He pressed the dagger into his finger and a drop of blood fell onto the stone. Agdar and the flask stood by and watched.
"Incredible. The King will achieve immortality." Agdar said.
The stone started to emit a black smoke and a strong wind swirled it in a spiral.
"Yes. This is an amazing moment indeed." The Dwarf said.
The room was tinted a dark red and strange black hands came out of the ground. Eveveryone around the King started to choke and within seconds they dropped to the ground dead. The King looked at the Dwarf.
"What's happening? You said if we stood in the center of the circle we wouldn't be harmed?" The King asked.
King started to choke and he fell just like the others.
"Huh? What's going on here? Hey! Homunculus!" Agdar shouted.
The homunculus turened to face Agdar.
"The true center of the circle is right here where you're standing." The Dwarf said.
"It is?" Agdar asked.
"You remember how your blood is within me? I used it to open the door way. Brother of mine. Agdar. Right now, you and I are at the center of everything."
An eye appeared beneath the feet of Agdar. He got sucked into it and everything went blank.
When Agdar awoke he found himself lying on the ground in the large room he had been in. He walked slowly out of the castle only to find bodies of people lating motionless on the ground.
"Hello. Is anyone out there?" Agdar asked.
He looked out at the kingdom from some stairs and saw everyone in the kingdom laying motionless on the ground.
"Somebody. There must be someone left." Agdar said out loud.
"It's no use. All of their souls have been taken from them." Someone said.
Agdara turned around and saw someone who looked just like him.
"Tell me. Your body. How is it feeling?" The person asked.
"It's me. Impossible." Agdar said to himself.
"Using your blood I created a receptacle for myself. Nice. Finally I can walk on my own two legs."
Agdar stared wide-eyed.
"Are you... the homunculus in the flask?" Agdar asked. "What's going on here? What is this? What have you done?"
"To thank you for your blood I gave you a name. I gave you knowledge and now... I've given you a body that will live forever." The Dwarf said.
"I'm immortal." Agdar said quietly.
"Focus your attention within yourself Agdar."
Agdar focused and then his eyes widened further.
"You hear them don't you? The voices of all the people in this kingdom who were offered in exchange for your immortality. Well half of their lives were for me actually. I appreciate your cooperation Agdar." The Dwarf said.
Agdar screamed in fury.
Agdar snapped out of his trans. He looked out at the vast plains and hills from on top of the castle of Arendelle.
"What am I going to do?" Agdar asked himself.
He looked down and saw Anna looking up at him. He jumped down and landed in front of her.
"Is there something wrong?" Agdar asked.
"We need to talk." Anna said.
