475. A Spy—A Priest—A Slave

[A/N: Time Skip]

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'Time stopped for none, even for those who could halt time.

Slaves, commoners, nobles, and priests—from apprentices to Supreme Wizards, squires to Platinum Knights—Time never ceased. Youthful bodies aged, and lifeless ones decayed to return to the earth itself.

Destinies fulfilled, a few dreams killed—after destruction, there comes an era to rebuild. Years it may take, and many minds and bones it one may break, but with due time, even the dullest of minds are forced to be awake.' 

"Waoh! Did you write that?" 

The soothing breeze caressed his face, and the distant calls of the birds in the sky reverberated. Sitting beneath the hay storage in the heart of an expansive field, Sylvester gazed up at his exasperatingly loud companion.

"I never knew you could write, Jack." The loud man rambled uncontrollably. "Can you teach me too? I may be born a Slave, but my mother always said I'm a bright lad."