(what the helly happened to my writing </3 , also self indulgent,, again,, mb.)

An individual blesses with Knowledge from the Gods.

Sage of Truth was believed to be blessed with the divine Virtue of Knowledge by the God's themselves, he spends most of his time lecturing others in all kinds of ways — even explaining the answer if they didn't quite understand.

Being gifted with Knowledge was both a blessing and a curse; the constant nagging outside his Spire, the demands for more Knowledge, while he tried to explain that he, too, was a human. Someone with needs like any other else, mortals continued to pester him. They weren't disrespecting him, at least. ~~not yet.~~

You weren't apart of nagging mortals, instead; you were someone who he was comfortable with. Despite the contrast in your reputations, Sage of Truth seeked comfort from you — giving you one on one lectures, despite, if you were an adult, just like him; he didn't care, as he just wanted to spend time with his favourite mortal.

At the same time; you were too much of a dense person, so much to the reason why he gave you private lectures from time to time.

It was already getting late, outside was dark, quiet, like presence of sound just banished out of existence.

You were in one of rooms in Sage of Truth's spire, why were you here? Simple, and obvious answer; lecturing, and maybe Sage of Truth wanted to show you the cool puppets he made, ~~, that could actually control people, but he didn't mind that.~~ no doubt, that you were already tired, he'll let you sleep if he wanted to. Which sometimes he does, sometimes he doesn't.

You just had to pray for your luck.

But, tonight's lesson was short, thankfully, you could head off to sleep by now — if you wanted, to which, you probably did want to. But, Sage of Truth stopped you, before you could even head off to your room.

Now, you were in a different room — you didn't know where, since; you weren't used to navigating here. Listening to the Sage's wordy speech, you could almost feel your eyes closing every once so moment, before snapping them back open — trying to pay attention to his words.

You were starting to wonder on why this guy chose to be friends with you again, the difference in your reputations were already obvious, just as said before.

Maybe; he just liked you, you had no idea.