"Stretch your wings." Grey flinched, jerking in an upright position. He just had been sleeping soundly, and all of a sudden, out of nowhere, a voice had called him. "Demon Abyssus, stretch your wings." the voice once more commanded. Demon Abyssus? That had to be a mistake. He wasn't a demon, he was a plain human being! "You try to deny your own existence? What has become of you, demon lord?" Grey shivered, not liking this at all. What was going on here? And where did this voice come from? There had to be someone in this room... a stalker? Yeah right... as if anyone would be interested to stalk someone like him. There was nothing about him of even faintest interest.
A person in a wide grey cloak stepped from the shadows, the hood pulled back to reveal ash grey hair and strange purple eyes. "I assume you don't remember me, either. I'm Norum, the Seeing One." Grey nodded slowly, not too sure what to think about that introduction. The other smirked in a most peculiar way, as if he was amused about something. "What was that about wings? I mean... I don't even have any." Norum bowed his head a little, shaking it slightly. "No, you really never had anything comparable to real wings. More likely the mere remains of it. Unsettling, yet very demon-like and unique."
It just got more confusing, it seemed like Norum was convinced he was being a demon. The problem was that Grey wasn't. A demon lord, on top of that? No way he was anything like that. "I'm sorry, Norum, but you have to confuse me with someone else. I... I am a mere human, not more." The other had sat down next to Grey on the bed, still staring at him in a most unsettling way. "How can you be that sure? You have forgotten about your past, and therefore couldn't tell what you have been once." How could Norum know about that? But then again, everything about the other was unusual, so Grey guessed it somehow was possible.
After a short silence, Norum began to talk again. "You know, Grey, you surely have changed a lot, now that you don't remember anything. You used to be a powerful demon, maybe even the oldest of them. Coming from the Void like me. The Void still is inside you, and I pretty much doubt you can't feel it now." Grey slowly nodded, one hand on his chest. There actually was a rather strange feeling, one he couldn't identify. "So... I really am a demon?" Norum nodded, a strange smile on his face. "You still are one, even though you firmly sealed away your powers. They didn't leave you, but you can't use them any time soon either. If you don't break the seal, that is. And as difficult as it seems, each seal will break sooner or later. The later it breaks, though, the more devastating the consequences. You did a too good job there. Only if you come with me, experience the Void itself once more, then it won't take any effect on those around you."
Grey slowly nodded, his head swimming at that. A dangerous demon... He never would have thought he was that. But Norum's words sounded oddly convincing, despite the fact he was an intruder and complete stranger. "You claim you come from the Void. But... that's illogical." Norum chuckled in amusement. "Oh, I know. Every being from the void is a walking contradiction. You never seemed to care much about that, but well, I guess without the knowledge you gathered over three millenia, you are different." Grey's eyes widened in disbelief. "Three millenia? How can anyone live for such a long time?" Norum signed him to calm down again. "We're not talking about plain human beings, are we? Angels as well as demons have a much longer life span than humanity ever will have. Three millenia is quite a good age for a demon, though. Rarely any gets that far, as the angels always are quite eager to annihilate those too powerful. Which, before all, falls back on the oldest demons. You may not look like an old man, but you surely are on the inside."
Still a bit confused about that, Grey tried to make sense of everything he had heard so far. "So, you want to tell me I can break this seal to regain my memory?" Norum nodded, but then grew more serious. "It's not that you have to. I saw how happy you are as human, no longer involved in that constant struggling and fighting for every little shard of power. Plus, you only had some few weeks as human. You have to know, Grey, you sealed away those powers out of a certain reason. And if you break the seal too soon, you will find yourself once more in the strong conflict having befallen you." A conflict, with his conscience? That sounded rather serious indeed. "So, what do you advice me to do?" Norum sighed, not knowing how to answer exactly. "Well, for a start, you could begin to study with Father Siron. There's a lot to learn as human being. You don't want to be limited to the work on the graveyard forever, right? I just know that some time soon, your thirst for knowledge will awake again."
At that, Grey half nodded, but bit his lower lip in confusion. "You want to tell me... I have studied a lot?" Norum smirked broadly. "The demon lord with the biggest knowledge ever. Collecting books out of true love, not to just show off." Grey actually blushed a little at that, making Norum chuckle in amusement. "There's nothing bad about it, you know... It's actually relieving to know not all of the demon lords were merely searching for those books out of pure greed. You were one of the quite rare exceptions. And I have to admit I would be more than surprised if your thirst for knowledge would ever die." Norum seemed to be rather proud of him for being like that, making Grey wonder if there was more about it. The Seeing One... what was the thing Norum saw?
As if the question had been written on his face, Norum began to chuckle again. "I listen to all the possible paths future might choose. I may won't be able to influence them in any way, but there are ways for me to lead the most important on the proper ones." At that, the strange visitor got up, brushing his cloak a little. "Oh well, I'll be going now. And don't forget to ask Sirion if you could study wih him. If that's you desire, Grey. But I guess it is, after all."