The Legends of Nethiah Page #2
Something you'd hear
before you went to bed.
You wouldn't be interested.
Is it any good?
Well, I don't know. I liked it.
But I like adventure stories.
Heroes battling bad guys,
people dying,
worlds being saved.
But that's just me.
Tell it.
You sure? Yeah. Tell it.
All right.
No.
It's a habit.
Drink chocolate milk.
I'm lactose-intolerant.
But you eat ice cream.
You want to hear
the story or not?
Okay. Once upon a time...
Ah, jeez. What's the matter now?
It's a fairy tale.
You're gonna tell me
a fairytale.
No, it is not a fairy tale.
Well, not exactly.
Whatever.
Listen up.
Okay.
Now, like all stories,
this begins in a place
and time not like our own.
There was a small village
on a distant planet
where simple folks
worked the land.
There was a boy
about the same age as you.
And he lived there
with his mother and father.
And the boy's name was Nethiah.
But life, no matter
what galaxy you're in,
is made up of differences.
lived in peace,
there are always those
who thrive on war.
The Strifers were savage.
What they saw, they took.
And those that resisted
were killed or enslaved.
And as they moved
across the land,
they conquered all those
regardless if they pledged
allegiance or rebellion.
What does that mean?
Whether they gave in
or fought back.
Oh.
Thoran was the Strifer King.
He was ruthless,
with a hunger for everything
he set his eyes on.
And when his eyes fell
on the village,
the fate of Nethiah
and his family was sealed.
War is never a good thing.
But when you're fighting for
your family, your community,
because you're protecting
what's most precious to you.
Now, that day, the villagers
fought valiantly,
but they lost.
Many died,
including Nethiah's father.
Some were enslaved.
The lucky ones escaped.
Nethiah watched as the Strifers
destroyed all that
he had come to know.
And the horrors that he saw
were too much for words.
Nethiah managed to escape,
and he found his mother
chained to a wall.
The Strifers had captured her.
And they were slowly
feeding her a serum
that was poisoning her.
He wanted to help his mother,
but there was nothing
he could do.
He was too small,
too weak to separate her
from those machines.
No. Come here, come closer...
She told him to leave.
She loved him so much
and she knew that
if he was captured,
in the mines, or worse.
There's nothing
for you here now.
Do you understand?
I want you to listen to me
very, very carefully.
I want you to close your eyes.
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