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Chapter 966 Freedom For All.

Gator interrupted his musings. "You are the first free paragon that I have seen ever since we were trapped here. What happened to the Warrogs outside? Why didn\'t they send someone to come and free us all these years? We have been calling for help for many years."

He answered with a shake of his head, "There has never been any Emperor or Executioner with a complete divine ability since you lot disappeared. In fact, any transcendent Warrog is hunted and killed by the wood elves. The wood elves didn\'t kill you but that is not the same today. It seems that they have changed their no-violence strategy against the Warrogs."

Gator was shocked. "The tree people did that?"

"Yes. They subjugated the entire race. But didn\'t you hear what I said? There has never been any Emperor or Executioner since you disappeared from the world. The transcendent Warrogs didn\'t have your divine abilities. The divine ability of the Warrogs has been lost. I am the only Executioner that has appeared in millions of years."

"Why?" Gator asked in agitation. She tried to rise from her prone state but the white chains held her down.

He shrugged. "I don\'t know. I should ask you that. All I have heard was that we were cursed or something."

Gator slumped. "No wonder no one came to help us. Only Emperors and Executioners can hear our call for help."

"You were calling for help? Why have I never heard it?" He asked.

Gator turned sorrowful. "We called for help but no one answered our call. We became weaker as the years went by. There was a time when the support of our people fell drastically. It happened after we had all been locked up. Most of the Emperors died then. Only the greatest Emperor Fenrir survived."

"But Emperor Fenrir has become too weak to speak now. Even we Executioners who rely on ourselves were not spared from the ravage of time. The call became weaker as we became weaker until I was the only one left who could make the call. I thought we were doomed here but I didn\'t give up. It is fortunate that I didn\'t give up."

"No wonder I could only hear you when I came so close." He nodded in understanding.

"Couldn\'t you have killed yourself?" He asked. "Living in chained seclusion for all of that time couldn\'t have been easy."

A hundred origin cycles is a very long time. It is the lifespan of a king of law. That was approximately the time that the monarch of high heaven became the realm lord of the realm. A lot has happened in the realm in one hundred origin cycles but Gator spent all of that time imprisoned. 

Some people go into seclusion for a long time to comprehend laws or to forge artifacts but Gator couldn\'t do all that. She is still a transcendent even after all this time. And she couldn\'t move around. He wonders how she was able to maintain her will to live all these years.

Gator grinned maniacally, "It was not easy. That is an understatement. It was very difficult. It was torturous. It was hell."

Then she crackled in laughter.

"Most of the Executioners became mad. But there was no end. The shackles that bind us prevent us from moving to inflict serious injuries on ourselves. The chains also prevent our energy from mobilizing. So we can\'t control our energy to commit suicide."

She laughed again. "But I survived. I survived."

The look in her eyes was that of glee and excitement. There was also a hint of madness. It is subtle. It is as if there is more of the madness lying underneath the surface of mental stability. 

He sat down in front of Gator. His entire body is the same size as her head. She is many times bigger than him but he is not intimidated by it. 

He said to her, "Sucks to be you that\'s for sure. So the wood elves just left you here to rot? That seems harsh." 

Gator nodded eagerly. "It didn\'t seem harsh when they locked us up. The flying wood elves told us that we could free ourselves if we could. The restraints aren\'t particularly strong. We can surely destroy it if we have access to our divine ability or any modicum of strength. So an Emperor or Executioner who wasn\'t captured should be able to free us. That\'s why we called for help. We thought we had hope then. It turned out that our hope was a mirage."

She laughed. "It was a mirage."

This fit of laughter continued for another while. 

He let her revel in her insanity for a while. Then he said, "You are lucky that I came by and decided to come here. I almost gave up several times. I should be able to free you when I become an Executioner." 

That seemed to bring back her slipping sanity. Her eyes focused on him immediately. Gator became excited immediately. "Yes. Lucky us. An Executioner has finally arrived after all these years."

He smiled at her. "I can understand why you are happy. Your freedom is at hand. Your freedom will be good for me too."

He thought about it and realized that saving these Paragons would be good for him. He is up against an entire race with a powerful backer or maybe two races with powerful backers. Both the wood elves and the Vampires will not be easy to deal with alone.