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“Excuse me young fellow, would you mind helping an old man like me?” asked Jihntro.

“Oh, not at all. Alright, just hold my right hand,” responded Brenno to Jihntro, who clearly was an elder of the Amateans. Jihntro’s skin was iron-gray with a withered, cracked looked to it, as a rock badly eroded.

His entire body was hairless except for a few white strands coming from his head.

All of the others observed him with curiosity.

Jihntro spread his wings; they were by far the largest pair in the building, which ignited jealousy in some of the bystanders’ eyes. At his prime Jihntro must have been a hunter of great prowess or a flying knight.

While flying by his side, Brenno saw that Jihntro was blinded, using his ears for guidance. As they flew, Brenno became fearful for Jihntro was inching closer and closer to the Amatean king. He released the old man’s hand, veering away both terrified and shameful.

Saejin, a massively-built Amatean with golden fur and a pair fox ears smiled silently. He had long, curly hair with a deep golden hue to match his fur, and a pair of horns jutted from his forehead.

“Ah, old man, what a glorious visit. However, we are not in need of your service at this moment,” he said with a deep voice.

Several philosopher pointed at Saejin and laugh at his stupidity.
He directed a glare to them, it projected such ferocity that they hastily quite.

Jihntro touched Saejin’s face and spoke. “Son how much must I repeat myself; my health may decline and my eyes may go blind but I can see the winds of fate.”

Saejin twisted his face in discontent as he handed Jihntro the crown in his head.

Jihntro took the golden crown and placed in next to him. “Stand up Brenno the King of the Amateans commands you too.”

Brenno did as toll, sweat was running down his face and been confuse did help it.

Kanzaya came to his hide. “King Jihntro he is sorry he---”

Jihntro give the sing for him to by silent. “Najila.” he said with firm voice.
Among the philosophers came the only female one of them; Najila was the first cousin of Saejin, an ex-warrior priestess and a medicine woman of the west thrive. She now sought comfort in the stars and the mysterious held by life.

“King Jihntro you summon me.” she give a graceful bend, her body was athletic and slim. Her peacock-blue skin was gorgeous, her once ruby-red marking were gone and replace with white symbolizing she was in peace with herself.

“I want you and Kanzaya to trying Brenno in the Arts of Arcane.” at this words were spoken the council when mad.


In a younger faraway world, Nash and Emmanuel arrived in Alchmax HQ; a colossus skyscraper equipped with satellites and antennas.

Lyan’s driver quickly stop the car and got out to open the door to him. “Thank you, come on guys we need to move.”

Both Nash and Emmanuel got out.

“This not right, I can’t understand why but there something wrong.” thought Emmanuel to himself just as he walked into the sliding doors.

Nash didn’t pay attention to the situation instead he was too astonished by his surroundings.

Even within the inside of the building there was something wrong; all the personal in this building wore black suits with white ties, there faces without emotions, autonomous-humans.

“Come this way we have lots to study.”

Lyan directed them to an elevator, there were at least fifty-eight floors.

From the glass elevator Emmanuel could see the entire city; calm and cold, as if deprived of human live, no one roam the streets the parade was gone and so all of those who participated in it. Then the elevator suddenly stop, it was there floor, fifty.

“Right after you gentlemen.” the room Lyan had led them into room full with complicated machinery; generator, energy-regulators, synthesizers and large machine that resembled two metallic towers, connected to all the others machinery.

“Can I see that stone then?” said Lyan.

“Sure.” said Nash turning around and taking it from Emmanuel pocket without asking him. Emmanuel did nothing to stop him from taking the stone and placing in Lyan’s hand.

Lyan give it to a scientist who placed inside a generator. “How long have you know?” he said without turning around.

“Sense we got in the car, this immoral.” said Emmanuel looking at the floor.

“To stop murder, prevent crimes and bring a hold to the world population and poverty is a crime in your eyes? How immoral would it be if I let it be and didn’t prevent it? Any less then you!” shouted Lyan finally turning around to see Emmanuel.

“Don’t justified what you doing here. Neither I nor you have all the answers, and I don’t plan to act as if I do.” Emmanuel pick up his head in both fear and pride.

“No one has answer here, nor question. We bother fighting a mindless battle, your friend here as seen the light we not you?”

“Because I know…and living with the guilt is too powerful of drug. Even if I was to fake I was under your control like all those other, it make me just another---”

“Another corpse in the river of life.”

Lyan turned to see the scientist he handed the stone to unconscious on the floor, while man dress in casual black suit sat in top of computer legs cross.

“Yes, a corpse…in a living world.” whisper Emmanuel to himself.
“Ego what the Hell are you doing?!” shouted Lyan at Ego.