My student, I watched with pride as you grew day by day, studying profound arcane knowledge. From the moment you became a master, I had fulfilled the mission of my later years. You must carry your arcane path through to the end. But remember to turn back from time to time and look at those who follow you. They love you, and you must care for them as well.
I firmly believed that you would one day take my place. By then, I would have grown old, while you would surely become an unrivaled leader.
Today was the day my student formally accepted oaths of fealty. I opened my eyes and asked an apprentice, "Where is Shane?"
"Master Oakes, Master Shane is waiting for you."
"Bring me my formal robes, then have the study cleaned."
"Yes." The apprentice withdrew.
With the help of several apprentices, I finished arranging my appearance. I could not look decrepit; I had to look imposing, to lend splendor to Shane's ceremony. After looking in the mirror, I was fairly satisfied with my attire. Then I teleported to the lounge beside the ceremonial hall.
Shane immediately bowed to me. He was always so polite. I exchanged a few words with him as we waited for the ceremony to begin.
None of the followers he had met chose to withdraw. At this moment, they stood in two rows in a hall on the third floor of the tower. A red carpet edged in gold ran down the middle, while magical lamps overhead cast white light onto its center, forming a pillar of radiance.
Noon.
"Master, it is time for the ceremony. Please proceed to the hall."
I looked at Shane and nodded, then entered the hall at his side. Everyone present wore formal attire and had solemn