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Emmanuel try acting as if he was swimming while Nash push forward it was no good, they were lock down in there position unable to move.

“Damn! When is nice thick edge of gravity when you need some?” at Nash words the object died out. And then rekindle itself into existence now brighter then ever before.

“Oh boy!” said Nash while tapping Emmanuel in the shoulders.

The golden sphere approached them at alarming speed, with it center growing darker each passing second. The orb stop instantaneously emitting a light.

“wHo aRe yOu…eHere…” the voice was disjointed with high pitch and random deep sounds.

Nash try to step forward but notice he could not move, instead he place his hand and his chest and said. “I’m Nash and you?”

“…I…hAvE…nAmE…iT…” the orbs reached out a incorporeal tentacle.

Nash drew it as, owner teaches a new puppy who is the master and how the behave in the human world, only this one was planning to get everything out his master.

Powerless as he witness his friends life been robe from his body, Emmanuel could only shout and scream, any moment he would be left in this realm with no companion. Was he fighting to save Nash from his torture, on trying to save himself from the torture to come once loneliness kicked in.

Nash’s clothes dissolved turning into dust, his body felt pray of the orb next as it de-aged and age, the continuous flux was too much for Nash’s body. He broke into dispread screams.

“Help me! Oh God help me! Do something thing….kill me!” he became a fetus and nearly vanished when, coming back to his age. “…oh boy I’m lucky…give my regards to Anastasia.”

a pillar of light encased him and for that moment Emmanuel sough in the deep of his heart, he never had any interest in saving the man’s life. Nash was nothing to him but another companion, no need for names, for hugs or any relationship, he knew he didn’t felt a thing for his lost.

From within the light came a new being; like caterpillar discarding its old ways and emerging from the cocoon as new being, so did this being. Indescribable in human terms; this being of unfathomably height, compose of tangent energy.

Speechless the creature read the mind of Emmanuel without second thought.

“The raving lunacy of you humans. To pretend “I”, a being of indomitable will-power, did not exist? Is this perhaps another special quality from you humans, to denied our continuous existence?”

“As far as “I” can tell, all you humans accomplished is building societies base on fear and deceived man. Shall “I” rid of your insolent of our metaphysical garden, those of greater power shall reward “I”.

“Picture the splendor reward of magnificent richest, that Those who Wield the Power shall grant to the conquistador of time, the brother of Anomaly, the father of wanders. Ridicules is to image “I”, without there favor. The Paradox King.”

The Paradox King reached a hand to erase Emmanuel from existence, when he was abruptly spirited away.


In a far away world Brenno meditated in silence, while outside the master of the mystic; Najila and Kanzaya, pour there knowledge in to a pool of wisdom.

Brenno body levitated softly from the ground, his legs cross and hand on each leg, his mind open to the secret of this Earth and countless others, and as his own mind-eye explore what little he knew of the realm of magic he was intercepted by voice.

“Friend are you happy are you safe?”

Brenno didn’t answer, he try to keeping his mind clear.

“We are all waiting. Care to join us?”

His face contorted into rather displease emotion.

“I think that is enough.” said Kanzaya opening the doors of the temple.

“We must show you the principles of powers,” said Najila becoming him to come with her, as they keep pushing ahead Brenno saw that Shangri-La was magnificent place to study magic. The energies in the air could be felt, prickling agents his skin.

An enormous ivory door stud in front of them, the elemental brand was carved into the majestic door. Fire bringer of life, destroyer of sins, Water ark of purification, eliminator of greed, Earth nest of souls, annihilator of the wicked, Wing embracer of renew, eradicator of malice.

As the doors open they reveal a nearly empty chamber except for two objects in the center of the room; a tarter old book, and stone sword.

“The House of Sacred Remains.” said Najila in powerful voice.

“This artifact of long passed era posses enough potential to lay waste to our culture on all others alike, none are immune to it powers.” she continue on.

To him they seemed useless.

“This three are the only ones our people were capable of saving from the Eon War---”

“There is only two….” he wander as Najila looked at him with disdained for interrupting her.

“I as High Priest always wear the other, the Medallion of Solarris. In the past Najila swore an oath to the Sword of Akean. But none ever posses the Book of Tartarus, the Book of Doomsday.”

Kanzaya pointed at the old book resembling and badly treated black notebook, with exotic writing on the front cover. Brenno touched the book expecting a mythical link with it, but nothing happen. It was just a plain old spell book.