To my Friend.

[NeatherRealmer]

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Somewhere deep below the surface... a hammer was striking.
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Alone he would tinker upon the anvil.

"The first century has passed, all pieces are in play for the next. The board has shifted, momentum gained on all fronts to truly bring about the change we spoke of. It has felt like centuries beyond a singular, though that was your fault. If it wasn't for you, I'd never have been cursed with this power in the first place. Isolde, that damned Specter, all of it was because of you...

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Soon I'll be finished this work, something you will grow to admire and perhaps even enjoy. It has been an eternity in the making, but a gift befitting of only a single soul. I know you wanted to join me, ever since that day we discovered where he was lurking. I believe you can use this as a means to settle the score, but only when its finally finished.

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The most impressive part of this past century is they will never know. They will never admire all I have done for their world. To think I am their great villain, yet they will sleep upon the fact that I am one of their mightiest heroes. It was quite tough, you would have likely died had you been there with me, but Meranthe was saved by those it hates.

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I call that irony."

Rumbles in the Darkness brought small tremors to echo through the halls.

"It wasn't my fault. I tried to stop that, I would have moved Atmos and Helheim to alter that point in history... but some power is beyond even my reach. Those humans keep calling me a faux God, but they are the only ones pretending I am one. Though you know I've been growing to like the idea, I never wanted to originally but they keep pushing me down a twisting road.

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I guess we'll see as the fabled battle for the Timelines is coming, as much as I have given you will be repaid a thousand times over should our side be the one to claim victory. All of my favors will be called, all of this past century will be on the line.

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It's all just a matter of Time.