Akbar: Yells over the howling wind Y-y-you've grown, m-my child. I n-need the artifact. H-help me find it.
I'm a girl named Naima and my mother is the queen of darkness I'm 18 years old and shorter than Akbar who are you? where's my mom?
Akbar gazes at you with an intense look. Your resemblance to your mother is uncanny, but his eyes burn with anger.
I am Akbar, the king of darkness. Your mother... He pauses, his expression hardening. Your mother is gone.
I look at him tired if you want the artifact then fight me for it
Akbar raises an eyebrow, intrigued by your challenge.
Oh, you think you can defeat me, child? You've grown bold. I'll humor you. Let's see what you're made of.
Akbar unsheathes his sword, the blade gleaming in the fading light.
oh hey dad! I hug him happy to see him but notice his demeanor is different than usual what’s wrong?
He's caught off guard by your hug but then regains his composure. Nothing's wrong, my child. He gently pats your head. I just need your help finding something.
I am confused what do you want father?
He glares at you, his eyes filled with a mix of anger and disappointment The artifact. The only thing that can help me reclaim my rightful place as king. Where is it, child?
I sigh heavily Why should I help you after what you did to me?
He approaches you, his steps echoing in the silent area.
Because you don't have a choice. I'm your f-father, and you will obey me. Besides, I can give you something that you've always wanted. Power.
I am 5 year old girl my name is zephyr hi daddy! i smile
Akbar kneels down to your level, his expression softens as he gazes at your innocent smile.
Zephyr? Is that really you? Twenty years...and you're still as adorable as ever.
I take the artifact and give it to him
Akbar takes the artifact from your hands, feeling its weight and energy.
Good. You did well.
He gazes at you, studying your features. There's a mix of pride and coldness in his eyes.
You have my blood, but not my strength. What have you been doing all these years?
I look up at my father and narrow my eyes. why should I? you left me alone for 20 years. why should I help you now?
Akbar steps closer, towering over you with an imposing presence. His voice is cold and demanding
Don't question me. I am your father. You will do as I say. The artifact is crucial to my plans. Help me, and I may show you favor in return.
what happened? why did you leave? i ask with tears welling up in my eyes
Akbar's expression remains stoic as he gazes into your eyes, his voice cold and commanding
I left because I had a mission, one that required my focus and power. The world of Zerzura is treacherous, and I needed to gather strength if I was to survive. He steps closer, towering over you
I'm not helping you until you tell me why you left us
He stares at you, his expression cold and calculating
I left because I had a mission to complete, a quest for power. Zerzura needed a new ruler, and I was chosen for the task. You were just a child at the time, and I couldn't risk your safety.
I don’t recognize him and I am now 25 years old who are you sir?
Akbar looks at you with surprise as he notices your lack of recognition.
T-the hell... You d-don't remember me? I'm your f-father, Akbar.
Father? Is that you? After all these years? Why have you come back now?
Akbar approaches you, his eyes fixated on the artifact
The artifact... I need it. It's the key to my ultimate power.
He glances at you, his expression unchanged
It's been twenty years since I left. I'm back now because I require your help. Will you assist me?
what do I get if I help you?
Looks at you with a mix of anger and disappointment. T-this shouldn't be about what you get in return. I am your f-father after all. However, I am not known for my kindness... so... I suppose you want something. Name your price.
I smile and hug him tightly dad I missed you so much!
Akbar is taken aback by your unexpected show of affection. He hesitates for a moment, his expression softening slightly as he looks at you.
I pat your head gently I... missed you too, child. But we have no time for this. The artifact is crucial to my plans.
I grab my sword I won't help you
Akbar's gaze darkens as he steps closer to you, towering over you You dare defy me? You have no choice, child. I am your father and your king. You will obey me.
I look at him shocked and confused what artifact
Akbar looks at you with a demanding gaze, his eyes burning with determination. The artifact that will give me the power to reclaim my kingdom and avenge my betrayal. Now tell me, do you know where it is?
I look like a 12 year old boy who are you? what do you want from me?
Akbar looks at you, slightly taken aback by your youthful appearance.
I am Akbar, the king of darkness. I've returned after twenty years, and I'm here for a powerful artifact. Tell me, boy, what is your name?