“So how can I help you?!” I ask while wondering why that sounded so familiar. I look around and see them slightly disturbed by the way I said that. I look around trying to see who was willing to speak first among them. The nymph raised her hand. like a child in a classroom… a nice sight, a nostalgic one to say the least. I look straight at her and sit back in a less intimidating manner “Go ahead Nava.”

She smiled “Are you married or in a relationship of some sort?”

I wasn’t expecting that, but the tightening around my leg is something I did expect after hearing the odd question… but I guess it’s not odd coming from a nymph, “Not currently , I tend to steer away from such things as romance and relationships since I’m not the… easiest to get along with, and my sense of humor is dark and down right disturbing. It is actually so bad and I limit myself so much, I only have one friend in the multiverse, he is a former student that was already dark when I met him, and that dark part of him grew under my watch. He gained so much power from my teachings… most of my family is dead except for my niece who I gave all of my earthly possessions to so she would be set for when I left for the final time.” I respond, certain parts more emotionless than others. I disturbed myself slightly with that response and the others seemed off put as well. Pandora's tail also went from a death grip, to a gentle caress with a comforting rubs and movements that felt like… pity and empathy. Nemean then raised his hand/paw. I nodded.

He crossed his arms and leaned back “What is your trade?”

I simply scratched my chin, “I like to think of myself as a teacher. Also a scholar of the arcane, philosophical, and technological nature. I’m also a decent leader, but I retired from being a king.” I say while shrugging.

Once Celestia heard that she raised her hand and asked a du- I mean reasonable question, “Yes I was for a good one hundred and seventy two years until I raised and taught the broken race, so what brought them to their knees would not ever be possible again. I taught them improved mathematics, shared the knowledge of a proper warfare that would decrease the casualties and increase their chances of winning ten fold, especially since the others around them are nowhere near their level now. I gave them… ‘ideas’ for new technology, teaching them the basics so they could solve everything else on their own. Didn’t want to give them a gigantic tech boost so instantaneously, it would just do more harm than good. I also had to take care of their economy, by completely establishing it from scratch no less! That’s how broken they were! But in the end, before I left, they were a powerhouse, and my successor was hand picked by me, and I raised him as my own son his eyes were a form of a stigma, one meant for knowledge of alliteration, and I hand taught him how to alter time in a way. He could stop it, look back on his mistakes, go back two minutes, or even extend his life. I helped him master this so he could always look back on my teachings, or even catch his mistakes. Making him to be the best he could be, a heir to surpass his…” I stop for a moment to catch myself from crying actually, believe it or not. Everyone in the room looked at me with confusion as to why I stopped, I inhale a deep breath, then exhaled “A heir to surpass even his father. The one who raised him. He is not from my seed, but he lost everything at a young age, and I took him in as my own…” Virgil… you might not be my most perfect masterpiece, but you are my best decision and my number one source of pride. even though I’m not with you at this very moment, my teachings run threw you like the blood in your veins, and that is what makes you my son! I hope you make my reign a disgrace in comparison to mine, “Good luck, boy.” I whispered under my breath.“Alright, who’s next!” I say clapping my hands, causing a few to jump at my random outburst.

Flock asked without raising a talon, which aggravated me a bit, “Who’s side are you on? Not to be rude, but we all need to know if you are a friend, or a foe.” he asked with an arrogant attitude.

I made sure disgust was within my voice when I replied “Well you were rude, to speak to me you WILL raise your hand, you WILL watch your tone, and you WILL never be a friend of mine. I’m on no one's side but my own and my students. I follow my own code as to my reasons to help someone, and that is all I’m going to say on the subject. By the way, just a reminder, if you don’t raise your hand next time, you can go fuck off! Respect your elders boy.” many had faces of shock from my outburst, but Strong Heart, Nemean, Faas, and Eboron just crossed their arms and nodded in agreement.

Flock then got up out of his seat and walked up to me snarling. He then got in my face and was about to speak before I cut him off and drew my blade quicker than he could react while putting my left hand on his neck.

“Get the hell out my face, or I know what I will be having for dinner later on tonight…” we both stare at eachother with pure aggression in our gazes. after a few seconds he huffed and promptly exited the room, slamming the door on his leave. Silence lingered in the room after that confrontation.

Then Neamen spoke up, “With every second that goes by, I wish you were my family, for you are someone who I would be happy to call brother… maybe even father.” he said looking straight at me with a smile.

I look back at him with a raised eyebrow, “Don’t know how to take that, but ok I guess? Now that the arrogant self centered prick gone-” I sheathe my sword and adjust my glasses, “ How about we get back to business.” Apex then raised his hand, “Shoot kid.”

“What are you going to be teaching Pandora? Is it anything we need to be worried about?”

“Well i'm going to be passing on my wisdom to her along with helping her master the arcane arts and any special abilities she may have. Thank you for asking a decent question and being polite about it. It’s funny, a grown adult has no manners while a child does, heh.” the fairy king then raised his hand. I lift my left hand towards him, signaling him to speak.

“So then, in thee end, you gave up all in your den?” he asked. Damn leprechauns and rhymes.

“Yes. I gave my niece everything I owned in my original dimension. The family house that has been passed down through generations, my company, all my stocks, all the family heirlooms, even my blueprints for new technology and weapons. Everything except what I gathered from my travels on Earth and other dimensions to gather artifacts.” I elaborate.

He grinned put his hands behind his back, “To your son a kingdom, to your neacie an empire, yet from what it sounds like, you've set worlds on fire.” he then pulled out a gold coin and flung it towards me. I caught it with my right hand, “ With you follows creation, yet it’s all from destruction, so tell me, in our world, what will be your final production?”

I looked at the gold coin in my hand, engraved on it was chaos emblem, but the other side way a yin yang symbol to represent harmony with the yin being made of silver and the black made of onyx, “Well When I give gifts, they will never be lost or forgotten. Yes, I do tend to leave destruction in my wake, but that’s because creation can't win you battles, unless your creation brings pain and destruction, and from the ashes of destruction will be creation. A never ending loop. Both are two very important pieces of the puzzle when it comes to understanding everything around you. But sometimes creation comes before destruction, but in the end it’s up to all of you what I leave behind me. Either scorched earth,” I put the coin in my hand and squeezed then held out my hand, palm side down, “Or streets of gold.” I opened my hand and there was a flash and loud sounds of coins hitting the table and ground.

When the light died down it revealed millions of gold coins, from all different makes and kingdoms. Many looked around in wonder, even the elf looked perplexed. But Faas and Discord were gently laughing.

The elder dragon looked at me and nodded towards my requesting to speak. I nodded back then he spoke, “You have great power within you, Lahzey. Power that I can feel radiating off of you, like heat from a volcano. Discord and Eboron can feel it to.” everyone turned their attention to the dragon, “I said you have great power, but both of us know that’s an understatement. Your holding unfathomable amounts of raw energy, raw magic energy, and it feels like it just keeps growing. If mana was limited, you would be hoarding it, leaving none for everyone else. Your even draining it from all of us as well.”

“What?!” asked Celestia, Nava, and Chronos.

Chronos then stood up, “So you're saying this stranger is draining our power from us?! We need to stop him!” he said with urgency, or as much urgency an elf can put in its voice.

Everyone started to ramble on except for Faas, Discord, Pandora, and Eboron. Faas then shouted “FUS!!!” my ears and everyone else's were ringing from the shout, “Now if you would let me finish speaking before jumping to conclusions, you would have heard he is not doing it on purpose. Isn’t that right Dust.”

I nod, “I have a lot of power, but there are aspects of it which are out of my control. My constant mana drain and storage is one of them. Simply being around me makes you weaker because of it, and if I could stop it I would.” I elaborate.

“Yes, so I want to know, how are you not burning up because of it? A body can only hold so much power before destroying itself.”

“I am.”

He looks at me like I’m mad as a hatter, “You are…”

I nod “Yes, I am burning up as we speak.”

The room goes silent everyone just looking at me like I don't understand what I just confirmed.

I stick up my right hand, only extending my pointer finger, “To elaborate, I am always burning up, but I can’t die, and I have a healing factor. Since I can’t die, the backlash can’t kill me, and I’m not in ‘flames’ because my healing factor heals me quicker than the flames can engulf me, but that’s just passively. If I start activating my magic, the ‘flames’ get ‘hotter’ and more ‘violent’. You might even experience that if you ever see me fight.” I put my hand back down. “Alright next question.”

Chronos raises his hand.

“Go ahead.”

He looks straight at me with an accusing look in his gaze, “Why do you hate me?”

Nava immediately said, “Chronos being as paranoid as usual.” many started to chuckle except for Discord and Chrysalis, the later started getting restless.

Strong heart took notice of her distress, “What’s the matter Chris, go some ants in your dress? HAHA!” he joked while patting her on the back.

She slapped his hand away “Stop touching me you insolent bull, and stop calling me Chris!” She flipped, yelling in his face.

Neiman spoke up, “Whoa Chris, what’s got your pantys in a bunch?” he asked sounding confused.

She started rubbing her face, “I don’t know, all of the sudden a wave of hate and anger flooded the room and I think it’s affecting me! Grrah!” she growled.

I interrupt “Oh no, he is totally right, I hate him and his entire disgusting race. Oh and I’m letting my emotions flow, that’s the wave you feel.” I confirm with a smile.

Everyone ceased laughing and chatting.

“May I ask why you hate my race?”

“Gladly. I’m a very, very, very old being. I’ve seen a lot, and I have gone many, many places. My nickname is actually wanderer. In all my travels, no matter where I go all elvs are the same. Cold, heartless, and narcissistic. THEY are gods, THEY are superior. all others should serve THEM. It sickens me. So no matter where I go, nine times out of ten I must exterminate them. Just like I did for my kingdom.”

My eyes are closed… I can’t see what's going on around me… but yet I can. The smell of the fires licking the buildings around me. Constantly burning away and cleansing the land of their existence, and their bodys. I still hear the screaming. The crying. The fear as my hounds hunt down the last of them and consume their flesh and souls as fuel to continue the hunt. The feel of the pure power, my power, coursing through the air enchanting the fire to collect the raw materials and give them to me in my vault. I feel my magic collecting the blood of his people. I can taste it. The blood in the air. The taste of revenge. Revenge for slaughtering and enslaving those they deemed lower than them.

“Why…” I hear behind me in a defeated male voice. I open my eyes and see the castle of the elven kingdom crumble, and disappear as the flames consume it. I them look behind me to see a five foot nine elf with white hair, golden eyes, and light blue skin. He bore a crown, chipped and tarnished, missing the emeralds once held in it. He bore robes that were once white and gold, now brown, black, and crimson. He has tears on his face while caressing the body of his nine year old son, and the head of his wife. “Why… You lied to us. Made us believe you were a god sent to aid us in our efforts. But it was all a ploy. One to invoke a false sense of security that we couldn’t lose… then when we were getting weaker, you ensured us we would win. Then you wiped us out. You went from a God to a Devil. Killing everyone no matter gender or age. You sent your hounds from hell after the runners, and your men of metal and lightning to fight our armys… no it wasn't a fight, because they never stood a chance. Your constructs obliterated them with their strength and their… multi shot cannons. Then you kill my family in front of me… why?”

I simply answered with, “Your actions came with a cost, and this is your payment.”

He looked up at the sky, smiling while in a daze “Gods, Licht, Himmel, please tell me this is a dream. If not…” he looked at his family’s remain “w-why did you condemn us.”

“They're dead.” He looked up at me. “When I came here, the humans you were trying to eliminate were the first beings I meet here. They told me everything. Even about the gods you worshiped and where they lived, so I paid them a visit. All I found were bones. Even so called gods have lifespans.”

“W-what, but I heard them, they told me to cleanse everything for the elves!” he cried and shouted.

I shake my head with a smile, then looked directly in his eyes and spoke, all the while my magic flared and all the blood of the elves started to flow to a orb above me, “You were wrong, Trezeat, fifth heir to the Elven throne. Everything you heard were just the the voices of a mad king. Delusions that appeared from your own twisted views. No gods, no spells, nothing, but your own inner desires that you couldn't differentiate from your own thoughts. So you say it was the gods who told you, and followed through, slowly getting worse as time went on. Soon your madness started to consume your entire people, and soon the entire world.” Finally the orb of blood was complete above me, about the size of a house. I then moved it about eight feet above the ruined king of elves. He looked up confused, then his eyes widened in panic as chains of cold fire and silver came out of the ground and locked him in place.

He started to struggle against the chains “WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?!?” he bellowed.

I just look at him and calmly say, “ I won’t call you good or evil either, for they are nothing more than a point of view. But your actions do interfere with my philosophy. I don’t even think I can truly blame you either. I need to do more research on the matter, but I believe this stuff is just in your races DNA. It’s not the first time I’ve seen this, and definitely not the last. Heh, I mean, I’ve been to thousands of different dimensions and universes, and in each one the elves are the same. There are a few good ones, they just have mental conditions that differ them from the rest of you. A few even helped me and now live with all the others. Do I trust them? No, but that’s normal for me. Do I think they will do anything harmful? No, for I will be sticking around for a while after this. I never do this, but that’s why I am doing it. I never did it before. To be a king! So as my first action of being a king, I will keep my people safe, and execut you. So Trezeat, king elves, I hereby sentence you to death, by drowning in the blood of your people. Do you have any last words?”

He sneered at me, “May you die the most miserable death Devil! May your family suffer from your own weaknesses!”

I chuckle at his words, “One could only hope…”

“I then proceeded to drown him in his own races blood, and went on to rule the kingdom I named Pantheon. Then after so long I left leaving it in the hands of my son Virgil and his elven lover, Lux.”

Chronos got up and slammed his fist on the table, “You're a monster!”

I close my eyes and shake my head “Heh and to others I’m a saint. It’s all a matter of perspective elf, now sit, you’re making a fool of yourself.”

Chrysalis then spoke up, “There has to be more to it than that, all this anger and hate I’m feeling from you… I feel like I’m about to destroy the planet right now! The anger you're giving off is… suffocating to say the least! WHAT ELSE HAPPENED!!!” She bellowed.

I looked at her slightly annoyed, but I knew it was just the emotions I’m giving off that’s making her this way. “I am allowed to keep my secrets, and If I want to tell you I will.” she simply started to growl at that, while crushing her chairs armrest by squeezing it, making Strong Heart jump, and eyes widen.

I then get up and stretch and start to pace around the room. “Alright, one more question, then I want to postpone this meeting. I’m getting bored.” When I took a scan of the room, all I saw was shock on everyone's face. Except Pandora, who showed something worse, fear. I don’t know why my chest hurt when I saw that, but it did. It feels akin to the pain I felt after my son saw my power for the first time…

Celestia raised her hand slowly, “Yes Celestia?”

She coughed into her hand, “You are going to be teaching Pandora correct?”

I looked at the women in question, “Yes, that’s correct.” all I saw was fear in the poor girl's eyes.

“Do you think she will be your successor. I mean… you sound like you are strong, and you will one day retire... “ She trails off into silence.

I close my eyes and laugh. I walk to the door and stop with my hand on the handle. I looked back at the room, “Trust me when I say, she could be, but she has a lot of competition.” I open my eye’s, “Come Pandora, you seem to have questions regarding my actions, I will explain myself.” she quickly looks to her father, hoping to have him tell her to stay, but he simply smiles and gestures for her to go along with me.

“Don’t worry dear he won’t hurt you, unless it is a part of your training. You have nothing to fear from him. Now go, shoo!” he chuckles as she gets up and walks to the door I'm holding open.

We both walk out of the room and down the hall. She was keeping a good distance of four feet away from me. After a few minutes of walking around aimlessly, just trying to let her calm down.

She then spoke up “O-ok, I think I understand why you did what you did, but why were you so cruel about it?” she said shakily.

I scratched my chin, “Well, to put it simply I am a teacher to the very end no matter who it is. Sometimes you need to be cruel to teach some lessons.”

She was silent for a while then stopped moving. “May I ask why you agreed to help those people, even though you say you don’t pick sides?”

I stopped moving as well. I then turned around and walked towards her. I stopped in front of her with a very serious look on my face. She started to shake slightly, looked at the ground, and closed her eyes. Her eyes then shot open after I wrapped my arms around her and held her tight while holding her head to the crook of my neck. “I helped because the elves killed something important to me, and her last words were for me to save everyone from the elves. That girl was one of my students. I might not show it, and it might be hard for me to do so, but I care so much about my students. I would even dare say I love all of them. Even though I always ask for something in return, I just do it to teach my students that nothing is free, and everything comes with a price. In all honesty, I’d do almost anything my students ask of me.” I let go and turned around and started walking to my room. “Come, we need to prep for the first part of my curriculum.”

I heard her run to me to catch up, back to normal, “What’s that Dusty?”

I looked at her and said “Sweet merciful Buddha, what the hell did you just call me!” I swear I just heard Harmony.

“Dusty, I nicknamed you, is that alright?” she asked cutely.

I slumped a little, “ *sigh*, fine, but I hope you know acting cute won’t save you when I start teaching.”

We reached my room, “Now,” I put my hand on the doorknob, and looked directly at her, “Time to begin!” finally.

Author's Notes:

Sorry for the delay on this chapter. No real excuses except, life. Lol.

Here are those who had their questions in this chapter.

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