I was placed in an opulent room full or riches. Braidin I assumed had been tossed into a dungeon to suffer. I was in a comfy chair, I had on a pair of shackles (I guess not everyone trusts magic is completely gone) but other than that things were ok for me. A nice upgrade. The room itself was gorgeous, artwork in a variety of jewels and precious metals, clearly things had worked out better for Oshujon since I last saw him. He took a bit to arrive because apparently when you're in charge making people wait is all the rage (every time I've had to talk to someone with power they always make me wait, because they are aholes).
"My good friend!" His voice was different now, no long as gruff and down, now it was higher, he had done something to fix it, or perhaps killing his gods had corrected it as a side effect.
"I'd get up Oshujon, but I believe your guards don't want me to."
"No they really don't. My advisers tell me I should kill you, that you're far too dangerous in this situation. I mean you sunk my battleship at quite a cost to my war efforts Trezlan." His clothing too matched his voice, very rich and luxurious.
"That was Hanlon I had nothing to do with it." He smiled and pour himself a drink. He didn't offer me one.
"Right, and I'm sure you just happening to be here is just because you wanted to see an old friend." I shifted uncomfortably, I was starting to think Hanlon's plan here was not very good, like I was at the mercy of Oshujon and had no counter, not without my magic.
"Well I heard you came into money, and seeing as how that was thanks to me figured you'd help a freshly released prisoner land on his feet." He clapped his hands and laughed.
"Of course Trezlan, you aren't here to kill me, you're here to get a piece of my pie, not like you traveled on Hanlon's dollar and wound up with his operative from my organization. No, you want my money." He set the drink down and picked up a pistol that was laying on his desk, it looked ornamental with all the gold and jewels, but I was sure it would fire, "Do you take me for an idiot Trezlan?" Tone shift and he was pointing my pistol at me.
"Well you killed your gods and rid yourself of magic, so yes?" I could see in this eyes a look of hurt.
"I FREED MY PEOPLE!" This was a full on rant so I'll skip most of it, basic gist he did what he did because he's a big child who only see what he wants and not what benefits others. In a way it was a rant I would have made if I was a meglomaniacal asshole who wanted to rule the world. "And so you see you're going to help me kill your gods so the world can be free."
"And under your rule."
"And under my wing, I will usher this world into the next evolution of things or I will die trying, and you will either help me," He pointed the pistol at my head and cocked the hammer back, "Or you will die." At this point I knew Hanlon didn't have a damn plan at all.
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