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A gentle rain was falling, and Mr Murray was walking the short distance to the cafe he always visited at this time of day, to drink some coffee and consider the things he could be doing instead. On this particular day, though, he would not reach the cafe. A stranger was a few steps in front of Mr Murray. This in itself wasn't unusual, the road was in a busy city, and there were lots of people walking all around. But this one person, just a few steps ahead of Mr Murray, wasn't walking. The person was stepping, of course, but the steps were not placed neatly one after the other, leading straight towards a distant goal. No, Mr Murray thought, th

“Are you sure you want to fight me?”, the stranger asked with a smirk, “I know of 29 ways to kill you without breaking the law or lifting a finger.” Oh Gods, Lilly thought. Please, please be careful. Just walk away. You don't need to pick a fight you can't win, not for me. But, of course, he was Astir. Praying could only do so much. Just as expected, Astir answered hotly, without regard for his life. “Oh yeah? Well let me show you what I... wait a minute...”, Astir started. Lilly's heart leapt as he paused. Maybe, just for once, he would be responsible. Nothing could have prepared her for what he said nex

“You want power?”, he asked her, “I can give you power, the same power I hold. The power to determine the fate of men and women. The power to take revenge on those who have slighted you. The power to control entire nations. To move mountains with mere thoughts, to rearrange entire continents. To restructure the orbits of planets if you so choose. The power to hold a star in your hand and crush it like a grape; the power to create and destroy universes at your whim. I can grant you the power to know everything that has ever been written or shall be written, and the ability to create more beautiful art then has ever been made.