Alioth recognized him instantly.
Even if his face showed an adult version of the boy he had known, there was no way he wouldn't recognize him.
That was his brother.
That man was Tomas!
Alioth recognized him imdiately, but at the sa ti, it was sothing impossible to believe.
How had he gotten there?
What the hell was he doing there?
The first thing that ca to Alioth's mind was that the priest had rummaged through his mories to find soone to transform into and thus convince him.
After all, that was much more probable than his brother having been transported to this world too.
"Wow, I see you did recognize , I thought you wouldn't," the young man comnted calmly.
The resemblance was too great.
His sa black hair, his sa dark eyes, and even his sa glasses with round lenses, those that made him look like a nerd.
He even kept that stupid crooked smile, which characterized him so much.
Alioth felt how his heart began to pump blood at a thousand miles an hour.
How was it possible?
No, it couldn't be true.
That guy couldn't be his brother, his brother would never try to kill him, his brother would never hurt people.
This was a trick, a disgusting and malicious trick.
"What is this shit? What kind of gift is this?" Lloyd asked with a somber expression.
His hand held the hot tea cup tightly, not caring if it burned him.
The boy felt his guts churning, he felt fear, confusion but above all anger.
How dare that old man use his brother's face to deceive him?
Tomas laughed slightly, as if not surprised by that reaction.
In fact, it was very obvious that would happen, no one would accept sothing like that.
"Yes, I suppose it's hard to believe," the boy comnted. "But before you say anything, do you want to hear what I have to tell you?"
Tomas asked calmly. The boy was aware that convincing his brother wouldn't be a simple task, however, he was willing to tell everything.
However, Alioth wasn't willing to listen to anything from that guy.
"Why would I want to listen to your lies? Wasn't tarnishing my brother's image like this enough?" Lloyd asked with a muffled voice.
The boy felt like shouting, throwing the table aside and pumling that man.
Perhaps if he deford his face enough it would no longer look like his brother's.
However, Alioth knew perfectly well he couldn't do that.
He simply had no choice.
"Well, you can listen to , and then make your decision," Tomas comnted calmly. "After all, I was patient with you, I even let your little friend live, I think you owe that."
Alioth remained silent, that comnt had sounded more like a threat than anything else.
In fact, that man had almost killed Nora once, so he had no right to make that comnt.
However, this wasn't limited to what was fair or how things should be.
It was simply about a man with clear advantage over the other.
Alioth couldn't reply or complain, it was best to keep quiet and endure while thinking about how to get rid of that guy.
"Alright, talk," Alioth responded reluctantly, as he released his hand from the cup and placed it on his cheek to dissipate the heat.
Upon hearing that, Tomas smiled.
"Alright, then I'll talk," the boy announced, as he adjusted his glasses as the original Tomas used to do, sothing that bothered Alioth, but also didn't convince him, only made him cling more to the idea that man was an impostor.
The boy settled in his seat.
"Well, since we don't have all the ti in the world either, I'm going to summarize it a bit," Tomas comnted. "But I'm sure when I finish talking you'll understand my point."
Upon hearing those words Alioth rolled his eyes, there was nothing "Tomas" could say to convince him, after all, to Alioth, that wasn't his brother, but a stranger posing as him with the intention of deceiving him.
"You see, I arrived in this world before you, much before you," the boy began to explain. "Also I didn't appear as a child, but I traveled with my own body, and without knowing why or who had brought here."
Alioth raised an eyebrow.
He perfectly understood the confusion one feels when transmigrating to another world, however, there was sothing else on his mind.
Did that man co from another world?
Alioth didn't want to believe that man was his brother, however, that didn't an he didn't believe he couldn't be from another world.
After all, perhaps his story was true, with the only detail that he wasn't his brother.
"The truth is it wasn't as pleasant an experience as I thought it would be, the truth is I would consider it even a disappointing experience," the man affird with so drama in his voice.
Alioth felt the sa way, after all, unlike the stories he had heard about people who travel to another world.
He had been reborn without an OP power, or with overwhelming talent.
Perhaps his ability to invoke mythological powers was powerful, but at that ti he didn't even know he had that power.
A system would have co in very handy.
"In fact, this world turned out to be even more unfair than ours. While in our world, those who control the world dedicate themselves to creating problems and then taking advantage of them, to enrich themselves and indebt nations to be able to control them, even directly blackmailing rulers or buying the dia, here, people with power are born with it, which if you ask , is almost worse."
Tomas affird, quite surprising Alioth.
What he had said about Earth's society was proof that man was from his sa world of origin.
Since Alioth had never thought about it.
In fact, he was among the many who still thought the highest power figures were presidents.
What Tomas had just said sounded like pure speculation.
But at the sa ti, it seed to be true.
"The truth is I felt depressed, after all, on Earth I was aware of how they controlled us, but I was never able to stand up to those 'people with power,'" Tomas comnted with a serious tone. "I felt the sa thing would happen here."
He assured.
Alioth could also understand it, while he never was interested in those things, it was quite obvious that if one wasn't born in a privileged position, it would be difficult to change the system.
"However, I was wrong! In this world, I did have power! The power to change things! The power to change the system," Tomas exclaid with energy, and with an unsettling smile.
Alioth swallowed hard, even if he didn't believe that was his brother, it was unsettling to see him act like that.
"You see, I suppose you already know that power, right? The ability to rewrite the destiny of things replacing it with destinies from stories from this world. It works very similar to what dwarves do, when they give a na to a weapon inspired by a legend from the past, making it attract part of its power," Tomas explained.
Alioth was surprised that man had the sa power, and even knew how it worked better than him.
More than anything because he had never seen him use it.
"Besides, that lack of Ka characteristic of those with a soul from another world, is much more useful than you think, since Heka is not effective on you, basically they can't give you orders, not even the gods," Tomas affird, releasing a fact Alioth didn't know.
Was Tomas really from another world?
After all, unlike him, that man had shown a gigantic Ka reserve.
One much more imnse than any person Alioth had known.
"Those powers were very useful, though I also needed help and instructions. Yes, I had to depend on an Ashura, though she ended up deceiving , the bitch," Tomas exclaid with anger, hitting the table with his fist, making Alioth startle.
The boy rembered who he was next to.
It wasn't his brother, nor a companion who had gone through the sa difficulties as him.
It was an unstable lunatic who had posed as his brother.
His objective wasn't to listen to him, but to think of a plan to defeat him.
"You see, I managed to push back the gods, I created weapons capable of replicating their power, I got allies who agreed with my cause, and finally, I achieved the revolution!" the man affird with enthusiasm.
Though his expression quickly changed to anger.
"However, and to my misfortune, I ended up being deceived, I destroyed the tower and with it almost destroyed the world, but you know, that wasn't the worst," he affird.
Upon hearing those words, Alioth rembered what that man had told him.
He had claid to be Protheus's disciple, but that story aligned exactly with the legend of Protheus.
At least the legend of this world's Protheus.
"The worst was seeing how my allies' descendants turned out to be just as bad as the gods... I felt that as a personal betrayal," Tomas said, with a serious expression. "So I suppose I'm here to 'finish the job.'"
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