"The demon lord is your grandson?" Xalrend asked. "Do not be stupid. You are far too young to have a grandson of his age human."
"I have you know I am like two whole days old now." Zell replied. "Also, he is my grandson from my past life, not this one. The gods in their sick and twisted schemes found joy and entertainment in having their champion fight his own grandson."
"That does sound like the gods." Sunea said.
"You all believe this man's foolishness?" Xalrend pleaded, his face becoming increasingly contorted with his anger, the veins in his forehead started to show as his face reddened. "Such time travel is not possible and yet you believe this human. You all know the fundamental rules of time travel! One cannot go back to a time that they already exist in.
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