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“What happen then?” asked Joaquin feeling like this was a fairy tale of great rarity to be told.

“Death younger brother Time try to claimed to man body and soul be tempering with his age, but the goddess because his living shield and protected him from Time grasp and this mortal was no longer touch be Time. And in his anger Time called his brother Death who answer blindly, killing the man with single shot and as the goddess lamented her lost. The twins Love and Rebirth, brought her lover back to life and anger Death fought over the mortal soul with his brother Time at his side.”

Joaquin eyes widen as it came to the end of the tale.

“And as the forces of the living were losing Death summon and executioner. And Death bated the man in his essences and they become one an so was born the Champion of Death, and he give him a blade capable of killing mortals and immortals alike. And as he killed as illustrated in this image Death and Life fought a great war for there soul. Oh I’m sorry.” said Logos snapping his finger and the Treasoner was back in control.

“My son is easily full, believe this tale----”

“Your son is a natural.”

“I always said the….WHAT? Are you complementing that idiot!” fire erupted from his fingers as his anger boiled.

“Warlords like you have never believe in such tales. However I did, and for years I searched for proves of it authenticity of the tale recorded in the Emerald Tables. Then one day I found myself tangle in the webs of curiosity and pride. I was summon by Dio----”

“Who is this Dio guy?” asked Joaquin not caring much.

“Dioguardi the XXIII. He was my Master and I his apprentice, he….”

“Gosh, Logos I leave you for a five century look what you done.” said a man opening the door and look over the Emerald Tables.

“Ha yes the Emerald Tables.” and just as Logos was going to speak the man did a sing and Logos spoke no more. The man arsenic silver-blue eyes meet with Joaquin.

“I must take you are Joaquin.” his vestment was as exotic as him. “Sorry my head sometimes flies in the clouds. I’m Dio.” Dio stretch out his hand and with those silver eyes he scanned Joaquin.

“The pleasure is mine.” lie Joaquin.

His skin was beautiful a rich tan skin with long curly black hair. “Of the thing I hear of you I must say the one that interest me the most is the fact you are the original Treasoner.” the white long sleeves shirt Dio wore look normal but sleeveless red jacket that he wore in top of it had strange symbol of a golden skull.

“I’m in deed the original Treasoner.” said Joaquin firmly.

“You said that, now then can you prove that to me?” Dio smiled was terrified, more frightful then anything the Treasoner could do.

“He can!” shouted Logos from his dark corner. “He still retains a minimum genetic mutated gene and with his vampirec flesh I can construct a semi-durable body.”

“Just what side are you on Logos?” said Joaquin coldly to him.

“That is in deed the prove I needed. No normal man either then the Treasoner would bash the man who is trying to save his life.” said Dio with a smile as he left the room.

“That man causes my inside the panic. Get your new body and I’m leaving.”

Logos walked off his corner and with a powerful swiped from his rotten hands he ripped a flesh chunk of Joaquin’s skin and took with him.

As he snapped his finger Joaquin mind was switch. “Yes?” asked the Kid with sense of lost.

“Just place your hand in the Emerald Tables.” said Logos half-hiding.

And as Joaquin place his hand on it a massive energy waved kicked him back. A thick cloud of dust had blind him from seen what happened to Logos.

“May boy you are a natural.” said the voice of Logos from within the dust. “I’m in your total debt for I was born with neither an immortal body or any powers. I’m a man and I shall die as one.”

“Ok it was nothing Logos.” said Joaquin still being blinded be the cloud of dust.

“Let me help you out then.” said Logos sticking a hand out of the dust cloud.

Joaquin saw him now.

Long black hair that nearly cover his eyes….his eyes! They were purple in color just like his…and his skin was like his and even his hair was strawberry blond like he had once had it. Strangely enough Logos was still wrapped in the bloody veil giving him an apparent look of oversize recently born baby.

“You have much to do as so do I.” said Logos as he opening the door and seen.