My fallen warrior, rise.

[SMoto]

His hobby, his greatness, the voice of the past speaks.

"You truly adore Torgon, he must've done so many things for you."

"...He was. He was the greatest among us. Blessed by Mother Nyx himself. Touched by the primordial he carried her essence with him. And now he's returned to her. I'd almost be happy for him -- The King is where he's always craved to be."

"If I recall correctly, he had a fondness for brewing. Tea.

He couldn't drink it, obviously. But the experience was calming for him, apparently. Something about quieting the soul."

I watched as the woman walked away from the beach before I could even reply.

And so I whispered.

"Who would've thought a great King such as you would enjoy brewing tea even after your undeath.

I thank you for your time."

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The Knight and The King.

"Torgon, you were both a Knight and a King, I too respect you, even if our timeline does not meet."

I stared at my own reflection after returning from the beach.



"Perhaps it is a fate that brought me here, after your passing.

Maybe it is no coincidence that your legend came to me through one who were close to you."

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"I will extend your legend."