Pxan heart was racing, his forehead was sweating, his hand trembling, he shouldn’t be here. This was not what he excepted, maybe, just maybe, if he excused himself he could get away with his head still on its shoulders.


    <<One hundred and fifteen beats for minutes, I hope that this isn’t your normal beating rate otherwise...well you would be dead.>>


    Pxan looked at that thing, that monster made of metal and wires, who was he?


    <<W-who are you?>>


    A sound similar to a laugh came from the machine <<oh, of course, the last time that you saw me I was still in my human body. I am Arles Terence, your psychologist and Lord inquisitor.


    Pxan tried to control himself <<what happened to you?>>


    <<I could say the same really. I left you a broken child without hope and full of problems and now you come here as a grown-up inquisitor...I wish I could have done more...just a little bit.>> the sound of the machine shifted to borderline crying <<I learned psychology along the way, I was an inquisitor, not a doctor or a child care-taker. But I couldn’t leave those children out there, alone and afraid...Pxan all of this must be new to you, you will be hearing so many strange things, do terrible acts...you know, after all those years I couldn’t take it anymore.>>


    <<Are you ok Terence>>


    <<As much as I can be. Being a machine has its advantages, still, I suffer greatly from what I did back then. I now stay here and manage this secret laboratory for the council. Not that any of this really matters. In two decades, maybe even less, the ancient prison of the serpent would break and the great ship will be torn in half.>>Enjoying the story? Show your support by reading it on the official site.


    <<W-what?!?>>


    Terence’s eyes light up a bit <<oh if Ides heard me talking now he would probably assign a few odd jobs...still I don’t believe that the serpent can be contained any longer.


    <<Why are you here Pxan?>>


    Pxan stood silent for a bit.


    <<When I read Terence house I decided to see if it was that Terence that I knew. Well the archives say that you had a house somewhere in the woods so I thought that…>>


    <<I was a retired grandfather with a few children who passed his time fishing at a lake? No, that life isn’t for me. Your uncle was a great man, he managed to remain calm and let his thoughts wander without ever touching him, he let go of his past for his child.>>


    <<My uncle did->>


    <<Oh sorry, shouldn’t tell you about those things. Come here now I will show you the laboratory, there a few interesting specimens here. They will decay in a few years but for now, they are fresh.>> said this he left his chair and begun walking through a corridor.


    Pxan followed him.


    <<So Pxan how your little revenge is going? Did you manage to catch a few bastards?>>


    <<I-I didn’t found a single one of them…>>


    <<Oh is normal, they are old now. Probably dead or with a great family. If you will ever find one of them you will either find him as a broken man or a family dad.>>


    <<And if I find him as a cultist?>>


    That laughing sound repeated <<Then it will be no longer a cultist.>>