The Chancellor's voice crackled on the comm-screen, promising a 'cleansing fire.' Anya scoffed, knowing his 'truth' was a weapon to control, not liberate.
The Keeper watched the portal close, its face obscured by the hood, but its eyes, two burning white slits, held a flicker of curiosity. The pair of humans, they had dared to trespass, to push their limits beyond the boundaries of their understanding. They had faced him, the Keeper, and yet, they had escaped his grasp. They had found a way to slip through the cracks of his control.
This was a challenge. This was an opportunity. The Keeper felt a surge of anticipation, a thrill that coursed through its being. It would follow them, it would watch them, it would learn from them. And eventually, when the time was right, it would confront them again.
For the Keeper was not just a guardian, it was a student. It was a being that had seen the rise and fall of countless civilizations, it had seen the birth and death of countless stars. And it knew that the universe was a place of endless possibilities, a place where anything, even a foolish act of defiance, could lead to the most extraordinary discoveries.
The Keeper’s eyes, reflecting the shimmering portal, seemed to burn brighter. The humans, they had taken the first step. And it would be there to see where that step led.
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