The Legends of Nethiah Page #2

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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.

Is your mother watching us?

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.

You might learn something.

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.

And while these people

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

who stood in their way,

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,

it takes on a special meaning

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,

he would be forced to work

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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