[Silence meets this, and nothing else, for quite a while.
The thought that he had power he wasn't using wasn't a new one, hadn't even Master Ansem mused that some of his skills slid into the superhuman? But following the path Ansem chose was one he'd preferred, which meant ignoring combat in favor of intellectual pursuits. But..
But it tempted him anyway. Lured him with the promise of being able to throw down those who threatened him and what was his, called to the places left hollow by lost memory never quite filled in by the desperate effort of countless nights and dawns to fill in those holes, echoed in the certainty that he'd been so much more once, more than a mere apprentice to a tired old king in a tiny world.
Power. It would not return to him what he'd lost.
But maybe he could guarantee it would never happen again.]
I have a name. Never call me that again, and I think we might be able to come to an accord.
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The thought that he had power he wasn't using wasn't a new one, hadn't even Master Ansem mused that some of his skills slid into the superhuman? But following the path Ansem chose was one he'd preferred, which meant ignoring combat in favor of intellectual pursuits. But..
But it tempted him anyway. Lured him with the promise of being able to throw down those who threatened him and what was his, called to the places left hollow by lost memory never quite filled in by the desperate effort of countless nights and dawns to fill in those holes, echoed in the certainty that he'd been so much more once, more than a mere apprentice to a tired old king in a tiny world.
Power. It would not return to him what he'd lost.
But maybe he could guarantee it would never happen again.]
I have a name. Never call me that again, and I think we might be able to come to an accord.
[He would never have to fear again.]