A few rooms down, he saw something that was on the wall, a corkboard, pictures of a bearded man, a woman, and a man with glasses. The bearded man and the woman were married, shown by a wedding photo near the top of the board, oddly he noticed some pinholes in photos that had nothing near them. “Either someone really didn’t like their picture or it fell down,I’m guessing number 2”. He looked down, another few pictures, one grabbing his eye, the bearded man, the woman, and a…y-younger version of zevver??? Whether his headache was from that sinister crystal or the old memories didn’t bother him, he remembered it, all of it, the past fogged up by his loss of mind that ended not long ago. When he was younger, zevver lived with his parents, his dad Florian and his mom Lenna, Florian worked in excavation, when he was young zevver joked about why his dad didn’t mine shale (that was the family’s last name) zevvers mom worked in research of minerals, coming up with alloys, fuel sources and more, all for a leader whom she and her family never liked. Lenna had an interesting assistant, a shaderian like her and most other workers but with a name that wasn’t common for the planet, jaymes, as it was spelled had an odd obsession with the chaotic energies, although was never permit to research them by lenna. Zevver remembered the day it all went wrong, which I think should be best read from his view.
