(draft) the ghosts of destiny

Emotions. An essential part of being human. [Then am I not human?] No, you have one emotion left. Revenge. You who were once a proud guardian of the traveler yet were betrayed by your fellows. You who seek revenge and will not stop until he gets it. [Is that so?] Yes it is. [Who are you?] I am Charl, what you might call a spirit. [A spirit? I do not understand] We are a race of aliens that have no material body like you humans. We communicate directly into the mind with telepathy. The closest word you know that would fit as an adequate description for us is sport. [Why communicate with me?] Because you are an interesting person, and I have taken a liking to you Korvol. You an Exo-Hunter who was backstabbed by his fellow guardians and cast into the wildernesses to vie for survival. [Where am I currently?] Inside of you mind. You were dumped out here while you were unconscious. [When will I wake up?] Whenever you are ready to. Upon regaining consciousness, Korvol looked around and found himself at an abandoned facility from the Golden age of mankind. [What is this place?] Ruins from Earths' golden age. [Why here?] This place is usually crawling with fallen. They probably assumed that they would finish you off. [Are they nearby?] No, but the are in the general area Let's go inside the ruins. We need shelter and we might find something in here that will be useful.