Snippet #2731248

Primaris was still bowed forwards, his back starting to ache at the base of his spine as he remained motionless before Iziti. He was still trying to process what he had just seen and was struggling to even piece this whole world together, he had already chalked up the images of his past to whatever strange feeling the obviously more powerful boy had placed over him when he taught him all he knew of this world. He almost jumped when he realised that the two before him were actually addressing him.

"So, it seems like you have not eaten in quite awhile. Should we all go to the cafeteria?" That was Zakar, it seemed. The thought of food made his stomach contract painfully. It wasn't something he was unfamiliar with by any means, this hunger. He had spent many nights staring up at the sky through the iron bars of his small cell, the weight of his chains digging into his skin, too hungry to sleep, the thoughts of even the barest scrap of wheat playing through his mind like the song of silken harp strings. Though, he supposed it was to be expected all things considering since he seemed to have moments ago voided the last food he had eaten in countless life times.

He didn't get a chance to answer before Iziti spoke before him.
"Errr, Zakar, I should probably check on my roommate first. Besides, I want to tell him what to say in case my brother stops by. Otherwise, things could get messy". He straightened up again, though he kept his face averted from his betters.
"I will go where you command, Magos Iziti." His voice was low with the practiced monotone of one who had reverence beaten into him. It was only natural that Iziti would be a Magos, that great and powerful group of magiseers who ruled over lesser men like he through nothing more than the simple virtue of that they were born with the power to dominate. It was the will of the Alovai, he told himself, the weak obey or are destroyed by the strong and the strong vie with each other for strength, it was the natural way.

He would go where the Magos commanded.

He obeyed.

He would obey.

He had no other choice.