Holy Necromancer: Rebirth of the Strongest Mage

1051  Chapter 1051: Time Lord

In a faraway land, a middle-aged man walked with two youngsters through the heart of a vast desert.

All three beings had lizard-like tails coming from their backs, covered with sharp spikes.

If one were to ignore the tails, the two youngsters would appear no different from ordinary humans, except for their double pupils in each eye.

The middle-aged man, however, looked nothing like a human. He had a human head, but the rest of his body was mechanical, made from an unknown metal.

It was as if a human had donned robotic armor. For this man, it was his entire existence.

"Soul!" one of the youngsters exclaimed.

"What do you think?" the middle-aged man asked, turning to the other youngster, waiting for his response.

"If it's just the soul without the memories, then will that still be the same person? Aren't the memories we experience what make us who we are? I think it's the memories," the other youngster replied.

"Without the same soul, isn't that an entirely different person then?" the first youngster argued back. "Master, I am right, aren't I?"

"You're both wrong," the middle aged man smiled. "It's neither the soul that makes a person, nor their memories."

"If it was the soul then people wouldn't be entirely different beings in their reincarnation. And if it was just the memories, doesn't that mean the existence of a person is futile?" he further asked, enjoying the confused expression on the face of the youngsters.

"Then what makes a person?" the two youngsters asked at the same time.

The middle aged man smiled in response. "The answer is nothing... The entire existence of a person is nothing but a culmination of circumstances. A person can change from one hour to the other. Can you say that I'm the same person I was before?"

"Most people believe that we live for as long as our lifespan lasts. But is that really the care? In my opinion, we die each second. This is the strength of time that no one can go against, no matter how long you live."

"In the vast river of time, every second we lose things precious to us without realizing."

The two youngsters simply looked at the middle aged man with fascination. They couldn't entirely understand the answer but they were still amazed.

"Master is wise!" The two students exclaimed.

The middle aged man smiled as he continued, "It's not the answer I came up with myself. This answer was given to me by the person whose birthday celebration we are going to attend..."

"The Time Lord?" The two students asked, shocked. "Master, are you really close enough for him to answer?"

"Cough, you brats? Do you really have to hurt your master like that? Even though I am insignificant, but even I had an opportunity to ask a question to the Time Lord a million years ago when he was visiting our planet."

"A million years ago? Just how old is he exactly?" the first youngster asked.

"He is one of the ten oldest beings in existence, and most of them had already disappeared in the flow of time," the middle aged man exclaimed. "That's why, no matter what, you must not offend anyone in the birthday celebration." Nôv(el)B\\jnn

"Any person who is going to attend that celebration won't be an ordinary person. So you must be careful. If you offend someone stronger, even your master can't do kuch!" he reminded his students carefully.

"Master, do you mean that he is also an important person? Why does he look like a beggar then?"

The middle aged man expected his disciples to be cautious after his warning, but to his surprise, they were more distracted by something else.

They were pointing towards a young man in the distance, who was still wearing clothes that were torn at places. The clothes were also covered in blood as if they hadn't been cleaned in a long time.

"Does that beggar also know the Time Lord?" the student asked again.

"That is impossible. If he was here for the celebration, why would he look like he's coming out of some bloody battlefield? It must be a coincidence that he's going in the same direction."

"A coincidence?" the middle aged man wondered, looking at the young man who didn't have any extraordinary traits.

This entire world belonged to the time lord. Only for the celebration, it was opened. Moreover, only those who had the invitation could find this world to attend the celebration.

How could a random man end up here? There was no such thing as a coincidence like that, especially since the entire world was surrounded by a protective layer.

While the middle aged man was looking at the person in the distance, the young man glanced back in his direction.

Karyk's lifeless eyes scared the middle aged man who subconsciously took a step back, feeling as if he was shoved in a deep hell.

It took the middle aged man a brief moment to come out of his daze, noticing that the young man had already stopped paying attention to him.

'I was right. Anyone who can be invited to this place isn't a simple person. What a horrifying gaze... Just how many lives has that person taken?'

"Master, are you alright?"

"Ah, I am fine. Just remember what I said. Don't offend any other person here, especially that person. Also, stop pointing at him!"

The middle aged man only started moving when Karyk disappeared from his view, sighing in relief.

"We die every second, huh. What a pathetic answer..." Karyk dragged his body towards the place where he saw many other people moving.

Along the way, he had been hearing what the others were talking about, which gave him a context about this place.

It wasn't just a world of any Civilization, but a world that belonged to just one person. That's why, no one came to investigate even when he fell.

As for the person, his identity was also more interesting than Karyk had expected. It was a person known as the Time Lord.