Levis kneeled before the altar of the great Temple of Time. The whispers of the spirits echoed around the room and his soul. He spoke softly to the spirits and then slowly rose, the heavy looking metal of his armor made no noise as he rose. His golden eyes gazed around at the white marble and brilliantly colored windows.

Footsteps echoed through the altar room, Levis turned to see a priest standing before him. The priest's aged eyes were filled with acknowledgment and pain.

"Levis," the man began, "You have come, do you seek to return to your rightful place amongst us?"

Levis' eyes shown no emotion as he gazed at the priest, "my place is no longer with you master Proge, you are not my leader, nor do I belong in this temple."

With that he swept away, the armor making no sound as he strode across the crimson carpet laid at his feet. The light poured in from the windows, the multicolored lights danced on his face and armor as he walked from the room. Reaching the main chapel he gazed up at the marble effigies of the three goddesses surrounding the Triforce.

Din grant me further strength, Fayru give me the wisdom to continue on this path, and dear Faroe grant me the courage to continue on

He glanced up at the to find a Poe standing within the chapel. The schythe in its hand glistened with the dancing light, but played in the darkness it was hidden in. A faint hint of expectation glittered in Levis' eyes.

"For what reason and purpose does one such as you find amongst the Temple of Time?"

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