Games of the Powerful

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  Bilgrammus floated in this empty realm of pure light, for how long he did not know. Nor did he care for he felt safe and comfortable as in a mother’s womb. Nothing had the power to hurt him like the dark wizard in the realm of men that had hurt him mercilessly before he final defeated the evil wizard. He vaguely remembered the battle, both suffered as if they fought with swords each receiving terrible wounds from the power they wielded. He simply wanted to forget that terrible fight and rest, rest for eternity with no more pain and suffering. Voices suddenly intruded on his thoughts, “you are truly home now Bilgrammus you have served us long and well. We are glad you have finally returned to us for without you we are not truly whole for you see you are a part of us that has finally returned and we are stronger in the light.”

  “Are you saying that I was never human?” he thought back.

  “Like Ithandus and Sythandria were human, but unlike them in many ways. Like others after them but also unlike them, like the one, you called master but unlike him, the voices responded dryly but compassionately.

  “What of the two humans Mitch and Leadyl?”

  “They are human and elf but like you in many ways but unlike you. Come Bilgrammus you are home, join with us forever and be one with us again. Bilgrammus let go of his memories and what he had thought to be his own rational thought process and his single essence suddenly was no more.