Welcome Home (Part 1)
Lith spent his days drowning himself in his work to not think about the many things he had lost. Aside from his revenge on Orpal, there wasn't much left in his life. Everything he had worked for and built during the past 19 years was now gone.
Aside from the tower and what he had stored inside the pocket dimension, he had nothing but his name.
The Desert was a golden cage where to spend his time, but a cage nonetheless.
The people he cared about lived in the Kingdom. Every day, Faluel, the Ernas, Vastor, fought on the battlefield while he was stuck in Salaark's palace. Thrud and Orpal, the people he hated, were in the Kingdom as well, outside of his reach.
On top of that, until Friya found a moment of respite from her duties as an apprentice, the Fringe would have to wait.
'Is my third life going to be like the first?' He thought whenever he stopped working. 'Beginning and ending with revenge?'