Then tell me, what did this Malik Al-Sayf look like if he did not look like me? I have never heard of this man who shares my exact name.
[ it's fairy obvious that this is something that Tazim feels strongly about and that he genuinely believes Malik is his father, but it still makes no sense. he can't even begin to make sense of this one way or the other. there is that one possibility he'd thought of before-- that this is the work of the Apple, but even then it makes essentially no sense.
and then there's the matter of "the memory of" Tazim's father. it might explain why Malik has never heard this man who shares his name if he's dead. if he were an unremarkable man there would be no reason for him to have ever heard of his namesake, but that doesn't explain the rest of it. the sword, the looks-- if it weren't so far fetched it'd be easy to believe that this is his son. ]
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[ it's fairy obvious that this is something that Tazim feels strongly about and that he genuinely believes Malik is his father, but it still makes no sense. he can't even begin to make sense of this one way or the other. there is that one possibility he'd thought of before-- that this is the work of the Apple, but even then it makes essentially no sense.
and then there's the matter of "the memory of" Tazim's father. it might explain why Malik has never heard this man who shares his name if he's dead. if he were an unremarkable man there would be no reason for him to have ever heard of his namesake, but that doesn't explain the rest of it. the sword, the looks-- if it weren't so far fetched it'd be easy to believe that this is his son. ]