My name is the Keeper. I have lived for hundreds and hundreds of years. My planet was lost in the Time War. Its allegiance with Galiffrey cost it its life, while I was punished to mourn over its ashes for the rest of my immortal life. Only, I couldn't remember. My name is the Keeper, I am the collector of knowledge, the keeper of secrets and the guardian of my planet's library. When the daleks started threatening the Time Lords, I was the first to know, and the last to agree to an alliance. My people were peaceful, never having engaged in any war. But one thing is certain when it comes to immortal beings; after a while peace becomes boring. The people of Oli grew restless, and eagerly transpired with the Lords of Time against the torturous Daleks. My name is the Keeper, and I am so old now, my name having long since erased itself from the universe. Ever since I ran away from my planet before it burned and died, when knowledge had long lost its power and had changed into something that only ever burdened me with pain and endless suffering. My name is the Keeper, but I can't remember that now. But it isn't my fault, I'm only human.
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