He looked at me with deep interest.
“Wow. I was starting to wonder if you were ever going to make it here.” He commented looking me over. “I am Lord Argon, guardian of the entrance to Kolai.”
His eyes landed on the still form of my Alyssa, then sadness washed over his features.
“You know me?” I could barely talk. My heart ached all the more when Alyssa started to feel cold.
“I do know you, Dante. I’m always prepped when there’s a prospective visitor. Doesn’t matter how long they take. Weeks, months, years, centuries.”
“I was too late.” I said more to her than to him. “I was too late. Please save her.”
“Son, I’m afraid only you have the power to do that.”
“Please. Tell me what to do.” I couldn’t think straight and even if I could I wouldn’t have known anyway. All I wanted was to have her back.
“Well, first I must ask about your former desire to go back to the way you were. I know that’s been your desire for a long time. I’m required as a matter of formality to clarify.”
“I just want to do whatever I can to have her back. Teleport to a time that I can save her.”
“So you would sacrifice your one chance to be rid of your wraith impurities to save her?”
“Yes.” That wasn’t even a question. It required no thought whatsoever. I would do it in a heartbeat. “It’s better this way. I will find some other way to fix myself, or just accept it.”
“As you wish. I should let you know that if you did choose that path, it would have led to the destruction of all realms. You wouldn’t have left Dominus and this recent incident would happen. Then you would be as affected by the curse as all the other sentinels. No one would have been able to get to this point. No one would have defeated both Balmora and the necromancer.”
“Malachi could have.” Malachi used everything he had left to come and help me.
Lord Argon shook his head. “No, he came for you. Together, at that point you were both strong. Strong enough to defeat the necromancer. On his own he would never have made it.”
“How do I fix this?”
“See past your pain and embrace logic and reasoning. You’re in Kolai. The only place in any existence where time is controlled, and you have the permission to go back to any moment in time, past, or present to change it, without consequence.”
“I want to take time back to before Balmora killed her.”
He tilted his head to the side and gave me a tentative look.
“You could do that, but, may I offer some advice?”
I nodded, although I wanted this to be done.
“I think,” he began and removed his robe revealing his head which had a halo. The sort you’d see depicted on some pictures of angels in the human realm. “I think you have to think of strategy. Cause and effect. Given recent circumstances, what point in history could you go back to, to truly fix things, everything?”
I really couldn’t think and this required thinking.
“The answer is closer than you think.” He waved his hand and conjured up an image of Balmora. Two images of her; her as a human woman, and her as the demonic sorceress.
Rage filled me at the sight of her.
She killed Alyssa. Beat her to death, just like that. Alyssa would never have stood a chance.
“What of her? She’s vile and evil.”
“But she was not always like that.”
“You mean before she awakened the necromancer?” I could go back to that and try to kill her then. “If I stopped her from doing that none of this would have ever happened.”
“True, very true. But, have a look at this.”