Halar's Story

Today they asked me about Odanir and Ethalan. Who were they? What makes them so well known? What were their actions? Why are there those who fear them? Is it true that they still exist? Answering those questions is as difficult as asking for forgiveness from the person whose life you have taken away.

A memory came to my mind an instant after the questions were asked. It is a calm and disturbing memory. Can something be bad and good at the same time? It is a memory of who walked the world trying to find what Odanir and Ethalan left in the world long ago. His name was Halar; some knew him as “the one with the red glow”.

Who were they? Halar understood that it should not be known. What makes them so well known? That is simply incomprehensible. What were their actions? No one will be able to do what they have done. Why are there those who fear them? Because they must be feared. Is it true that they still exist? Yes … No.

This is a short story from those days when Halar went out to find Odanir's voice along with his friends. In a way, it is the story of Halar's death and the birth of the darkest thing that ever landed on the world.