The Worthy Page #4

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That was our name.

And our symbol.

You're one of them?

I once believed as they do.

And what is it they believe?

What are they after?

They took it as a given that...

the cessation of life

as we once knew it was inevitable.

That soon enough

mankind would tear itself to pieces.

And that the world would cease to exist.

Their goal...

our goal...

was to sift through the ashes

and find survivors.

Survivors who could help rebuild society.

But you left.

At first I was convinced...

what we were doing was noble.

We searched for people of

strong faith and empathy.

Those who would not lose their humanity

once the laws and governments fell.

But the more the chaos swelled around us,

the more peoples' values began to change.

As did the qualities

we looked for and tested.

I knew I had to leave...

the moment I first heard

them use the phrase...

"The worthy."

Your father...

was a kind man.

I warned him...

but he insisted on going back

the way he came.

In order to save you and your sister.

My father believed the Seer

had all the answers.

He was mistaken.

Aleph Ya'a.

This is your story.

I will meet you in the Medina.

The end of the world might have been yours.

But the beginning...

we'll see who it belongs to.

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