We were both the two sides of the same coin, the Faces of Power and Kingship. Olladhan was the Wisdom and Insight while I was the Strength and Passion. He was for the magdheni Eolë Dhanan, The One Who Teaches, while I was Odhë Dhanan, The One Who Is Human. Together we were the Supporting Hands leading humanity along the path toward Awakening. I was the Guardian. Olladhan was the Guide.

Then humanity knew Awakening. Eladhan, Eithanan and Ciadhan, the Fathers of Humanity, knew the secrets of Creation through the teachings of Unan, the Flaming Mind, the First Thought of the Almighty. I witnessed the Awakening on the top of the Duath O'Magdhn, the Mountain of the Awakened. I witnessed the power of the Destiny, though I did not recognize it at first. I threw myself in the battle, trying to protect Ilthalion, Father of All Trees, while it was already too late. Nothing would ever be the same. Humanity was born.

They took my eye that day. Or perhaps I gave it to them in another life. Often, memories mix with shades of dreams, and I remain wondering, trying to find my way through eternity.

Ages passed, and I was the King of Ars Galen the Blessed, the Lord of the Mountains of Destiny. So much titles for a fate. My fate. Was it dark? Was it shining? I can't answer easily. Finding the truth behind those questions would mean finding the meaning of my whole life. I don't even know if I want to know, since I am the subject of such gossips. Let the people wonder, would say Olladhan, my brother, but I can't help it. Questions are annoying to me. I am the Guardian. Not the Teacher, though questions may keep the inner flame bright and alive... Aye! I asked so many things just to keep humanity to believe in the general issues of Destiny !

Eriu's Hunter, Bard of Brocéliande, Slave of Quintus Arius, Wise Man of the Aedui, Armathor of Myth Drannor, Sorcerer of the Undeath, Knight of the Seven Pillars, Cabbalist of Praha, Sword of the Inquisition... I've been so many men, so many names that it seems now hard to give you a summary of what, who or why I still am. I saw the poets crying over the skull of Keats. I saw the burning crosses and the glimmering Tears of Sildael. I saw the first theories of the almighty logic of our days, and the Seer reading Fatum among the stars. I have seen the Hunters and Hunted, the Hero with a Thousand Faces and the Axis Mundi in all its perpetual splendor.

So many cultures, so many crossing lives for the beauty of humanity's spawn. Now the same humans want to forget their roots and want liberty for themselves above all else. Liberty from what? From lies and corruption, from outdated stories and psychotic churches. But do they really understand what they'd done? Humanity has to live with its past, present and future, to live with eternity and cosmos, outward and inward, and not forget it through stupid ideals and limited ambitions.

Oh yes I witnessed awful truths through my travels. Yes I walked a long way trying to forget them... escaping only to discover the incredible dimension of my jail... my very own mind. I've been jealous, angry, depressed, vengeful against everyone and everything. Now I am at peace, at least, or so it seems for the next while. I share Humanity's Destiny and Visions, for the good and the bad, for peace and war against itself. Yes, I discovered the true meaning of being an Aidhn, an Eidolon, an eternal expression of the Numen.

Those are my initials, O.S.B, in cuneiform.

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