Chapter 100: Darkness and Freedom [End of Book 1]
What was power?
Was it the whip of the master striking the slave’s back? Was it the heart of a rebellion? The flames of insurrection? The fight against the oppressor’s oppression?
Was power the freedom to choose what you want and do things however you want? Regardless of what others thought? Regardless of the damage that could be wrought?
What was power?
Was it the destruction of a foe? Was it to see a place and just go? Was it the secret to increasing one’s life span so you could always have more? Was it the release from earthly burdens so you could be one with your lord?
What if power were all of these things plus more? What if there was power beyond being overpowered?
The answer to these questions was Zarian Darkrun and his worrisome origins.
The moment he shot himself in the head, he delivered so much critical damage he eliminated most of his vitality and life energy. There was still a chance to save him. He had leftover life energy he’d drained from fighting the kobolds.
The person who could save him, Gilbert McDonald, had Healing Force +1 as his best alpha skill for a reason. While the small-town North Floridian was no intellectual doctor, he was still the best keeper of lives in many miles on the Walled Continent.