Gabriel was traveling through the woods, he had plan to meet up with Voltaire. Even if Voltaire had taken a down hill turn, after speaking with Gabriel, Voltaire became more of a drunk as of late. He shut everyone out and started hopping taverns, doing little side jobs for money to drink. He hid himself from the world, kept his distance from everyone. Jester tried to talk sense into him, but was unable too. Now Gabriel came to him, remembering Voltaire told him he could come to him for help.
While he moved through the woods, he was being followed by another being. This being was a male, roughly six in a half feet. He had short well kept black hair, finely dressed. He kept behind the trees observing Gabriel, till finally he spoke up "I need to speak with you, its important." Gabriel turns fast staring at the male.
"Who are you and why do you need to talk to me?" Gabriel responds
"I'm not going to hurt you and my name is unimportant, but what I have to tell you about Zazeract is. He is very dangerous and needs to be stopped."
Gabriel tilt his head "Zazewho? Who is that, I don't know anyone by that name. Why are you telling me this?" he started to get annoyed with this male.
The male would take a deep breath "I believe you know him as Voltaire, but his name is Zazeract. I created him, I know what he is capable of. He is dangerous, he has no understanding of things you and I know. All he knows is to kill, back where we are from, he committed Genocide of a calamity scale. He can do it again, believe me."
Gabriel stared at the male, confused on what he heard, he knew Voltaire was powerful, but genocide? Seem abit off, he never seen Voltaire go on a murder spree before. "You created him? What so your his father? Hold up, what do you mean by this?"
The male nods slowly "Calm down I know its alot to take in, but Zazeract was created as a weapon....well I had so much more in mind for him. He was suppose to be like a son, I'm the last of my kind and Zazeract was suppose to be my legacy. I never planned him to become a weapon, but the beings I used to help me in my research. They.....they had other plans for him, they had created thousands like him. I knew their plan and to stop them I planted a glitch with in Zazeracts mind. The glitch was him to destroy all like him, but something went wrong. The other beings messed with my design, so the glitch in his mind went horribly wrong. Made him into the monster he is today, he kills with no remorse. I know you had a brother and that he and your brother were "close" but he does not understand connections. He can't connect to other beings, just not able too."
Gabriel paced and says "This is all too much, what does this have to do with me?" shaking his head as the male went on and on. "Well did you hear my brother is dead."
The male would look down "Yes I know, which brings me to my point. I want you to kill Zazeract, I need you to fix my mistake. Zazeract is nothing more then a failed project. I can't have my legacy be in blood."
Gabriel tried to take this in, but it was a little overwhelming "Why me? Why can't you or better yet why not go to my father? He's powerful enough to stop Voltaire. What does my brothers death and me have to do with fixing your "legacy"?"
The male spoke up "Because death follows Zazeract, every city destroyed in your realm, every life that is gone, happen with him there. Your brothers death, he was there, now I don't know if he was the cause or not. I just know that he must be stop before more die."
Gabriel took a deep breath to stave back his anger "Well incase you haven't notice, Voltaire can't die, nothing can kill him."
The male nods and pulls out a black dagger with red veins on it. "This will do it, its made with Aether, an anti matter of life. It can harm and kill Zazeract. Use it to kill him, I beg you. I won't lie I never wanted to kill him, he was made for so much more. However he needs to be put down, so you get one shot, cause Zazeract adapts fast."
Gabriel takes the dagger and looks to the male " Right...fine I'll do your dirty work." though he figure he'd investigate this further, before taking on any action.
The male looked away "Find me when you do." and with that he would walk away.
Gabriel pressed on to find Voltaire, now with more questions to ask.
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