[ Kahlil sees the beginning of that aborted motion in the corner of his eye and reflexively side steps away from Viktor. He swallows, then clenches his jaw and shakes his head. ]
No. I saw him once more after this, but there wasn't any time to speak. [ Kahlil had watched him from afar, as he'd down for so many years before. And then he stepped out from the Gray Space, taking what was meant to be a killing blow aimed for John. ]
He thought I was a convincing fake of the man he lost two decades ago. [ Kahlil looks down at the back of his hand, the Prayerscars etched into his skin. ] He wasn't entirely wrong.
[ His shoulders slump slightly, and he glances reluctantly at Viktor. The birds on their branches have gone eerily quiet, an audience instead of actors. ]
I told you, the last time I traveled across the White Space it was chasing after him, and that was when everything went wrong. [ When he jumped not only space but time, lost decades, lost half his mind, gained a foreign set of memories. ] My church first sent me through the Gate to find him when the Oracles saw him in their visions. He is... a part of my god born again in flesh. His destroyer incarnation. [ The two statues at his temple: Parfir and the Rifter. He makes a face. This part he believes Viktor will think is ridiculous. Anything to do with gods. ]
I know you don't understand this - I would've died to protect him, but I was prepared for the day when I would receive the order to kill him. I would have had to do it. And then he found his way to my world before I could - [ his expression turns sullen again ] He must have... somehow gone backwards in time, while I was flung forward. And sometime in between his power nearly tore the world in half.
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No. I saw him once more after this, but there wasn't any time to speak. [ Kahlil had watched him from afar, as he'd down for so many years before. And then he stepped out from the Gray Space, taking what was meant to be a killing blow aimed for John. ]
He thought I was a convincing fake of the man he lost two decades ago. [ Kahlil looks down at the back of his hand, the Prayerscars etched into his skin. ] He wasn't entirely wrong.
[ His shoulders slump slightly, and he glances reluctantly at Viktor. The birds on their branches have gone eerily quiet, an audience instead of actors. ]
I told you, the last time I traveled across the White Space it was chasing after him, and that was when everything went wrong. [ When he jumped not only space but time, lost decades, lost half his mind, gained a foreign set of memories. ] My church first sent me through the Gate to find him when the Oracles saw him in their visions. He is... a part of my god born again in flesh. His destroyer incarnation. [ The two statues at his temple: Parfir and the Rifter. He makes a face. This part he believes Viktor will think is ridiculous. Anything to do with gods. ]
I know you don't understand this - I would've died to protect him, but I was prepared for the day when I would receive the order to kill him. I would have had to do it. And then he found his way to my world before I could - [ his expression turns sullen again ] He must have... somehow gone backwards in time, while I was flung forward. And sometime in between his power nearly tore the world in half.
[ Nearly. But, he hadn't. ]