Learning to Love Time Loops Without Going Insane

“As is a recurring theme in my existence, my time with Merlin would not be as long as I would have liked. However, in this particular case, we did not part in any sort of climatic way. He in fact, reassured me that we would meet again, many times, and that my journey was just beginning. He had supposedly seen the future, and the people who would wield me would accomplish great deeds, changing the course of history.

I asked how a simple knowledge shard such as myself could be wielded to such ends. He wouldn’t tell me the details yet. Looking back, I suppose he was concerned I would not choose the path of a weapon. I cannot say if that would have been true or not, as thanks to my form, I have saved many who would have otherwise been lost.

As Merlin readied to leave his abode, he cast me back into the volcanic magma where he had found me, assuring me I would soon be found by another and that my real journey would begin there. I trusted him, and my trust was not placed in vain.”

“Who found you next? How long were you gone this time?” Stan asked.

“My senses returned to me as I felt the blows of a hammer..” Excalibur began again.