User blog comment:Doctor Ibrahim/The Fatekeeper/@comment-26517142-20161118090904/@comment-28358106-20161118124134

The chamber echoes with the deep sound of his laughter.

'"Ah, the Pathbreaker...he who was never born, but thrice slain.  Why would you wonder?  What does this detail of existence mean to you?  Know you now the price of existence when measured against the Infinite?  It is a terrible thing, is it not?" '

There is a glimmer of silver threads above the throne. A familiar voice calls out from the darkness, catching the edge of the light.

"If I may, My Lord...I may have the answers this one seeks."

The shadow of Anansin's face appears.