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"but what you call a weapon or armor that was used by a certain family over time and then it gains it's own soul from the intence spiritual power of the clan family. You know like passing it down from clan head to clan head?" Ryuu asked Marrik, he as going to cover all bases with him "I only lived in demon world as a Jack of all trades with my grandfather. I am a human if you need to know." But his aura said something different, that he was a very powerful demon being surpressed and Ryuu didn't know it. but the charm on his neck must be the seal, as it was now riddled with cracks.
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Akira Kuranai Fushuin
Akira stood up from her chair throwing a few punches then she kicked the air. She missed training, mainly smashing the rock walls. Akira was bored and she didn't know what to do at the moment.
"Keeping yourself busy is the key to not committing suicide! . . ."
Akira laughed and started to run the halls, she accidentally slipped, running into the wall, she bounced off of it, and flew out the window, landing with a big thud. Akira stood up, dusted herself off and laughed at herself.
"That was funner then a roller coaster ride!!!."
Akira was outside. She observed everything.
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"Mother....." Sora whispered in disbelief. "What do you mean.... mother...."
"Sora.... I am your mother... I'm sorry I could never tell you...." The seer said.
"What does this mean? Why are you telling me this? How could you do all that to your son?" Sora asked trembling.
"To protect you and make you strong... To protect everyone..." The seer said.
"So then... So then tell me everything... You owe me that." Sora said.
"I know and I will tell you everything." The seer said. "But you must come with me first..." She led Sora deeper into the library through an archway in the middle of an opening. It was a portal leading to a different room. "Sit..." She said pointing at a chair at a table.
Sora sat down.
The seer removed her robe.
"Sora... My name is Liara. I am your mother... And you... you are not an archangel and neither am I." The seer said
Sora looked up confused.
Liara sat down. "Aeris you might as well come out."
"How did you know I was..." Aeris said appearing.
"I will explain soon. Sora You and I are fallen." Liara said.
"Of course I am... But you?" Sora asked.
"Yes... Sora you know of the ancients. You know they created the ancient demons and the archangels. What had been hidden is that there were two other races created and the archangels are not the oldest. The oldest is our race... the race of the fallen...." Liara said.
"And the other.... it's the Issiri...." Sora said.
"You always were gifted." Liara said. "I'm sure you can piece things together. The ancients gave the archangels the duty of guarding the library and order of the realms. The ancient demons were given the guardianship and control of tartarus. As for the Issiri... They were given the power and responsibility to populate and create the other realms. And we, the Fallen, were given the greatest of duties. We were the balancers, the most powerful of the four races; we were at one time the ferrymen of death, the ones responsible for keeping the other 3 races from war. We were the closest to the ancients. it is the reason why we are the only ones capable of speaking ancient angelic, ancient demonic, and the language of the ancients themselves."
"If that so... then are all fallen of our race... and how are we brought down to be seen as lower than the archangels?" Sora asked.
"No... Sora we are... the last of our kind... There may be others in hiding, but I do not know where they are." Liara said. "You understand why I had to separate myself from you..."
"Yes... if you hadn't you wouldn't be able to conceal your race or mine. We would have been killed. But that brings up questions... Who is my father? How old are you? How old am I?" Sora asked.
"And I am going to answer them. I am several million years old. I am one of the original Fallen, as was your father. I have lived to be this old because of my abilities. Each fallen has a special power individual to them. Yours is the black flame. You are the origin of the black flame, and thus yours is the most powerful." Liara said.
"And your power..." Sora asked.
"I control... time.... It is the reason I don't age." Liara responded.
"Wait... that means..." Sora whispered.
"Sora, you are far older than you think. You are older than Zephram. You are over 1 million years old.... When you were born... I had to freeze your body in time to protect you... over the next year I will tell you the story of our people and about your father. That does not mean you should not treat Zephram, Ciara, and Aerial as your family. They raised you as their own... Zephram is the only one to know you are not his child and yet he treated you as such."
"I will..." Sora said.
"Now.... About Aeris..." Liara said smiling.
"Sora.... I am your mother... I'm sorry I could never tell you...." The seer said.
"What does this mean? Why are you telling me this? How could you do all that to your son?" Sora asked trembling.
"To protect you and make you strong... To protect everyone..." The seer said.
"So then... So then tell me everything... You owe me that." Sora said.
"I know and I will tell you everything." The seer said. "But you must come with me first..." She led Sora deeper into the library through an archway in the middle of an opening. It was a portal leading to a different room. "Sit..." She said pointing at a chair at a table.
Sora sat down.
The seer removed her robe.
"Sora... My name is Liara. I am your mother... And you... you are not an archangel and neither am I." The seer said
Sora looked up confused.
Liara sat down. "Aeris you might as well come out."
"How did you know I was..." Aeris said appearing.
"I will explain soon. Sora You and I are fallen." Liara said.
"Of course I am... But you?" Sora asked.
"Yes... Sora you know of the ancients. You know they created the ancient demons and the archangels. What had been hidden is that there were two other races created and the archangels are not the oldest. The oldest is our race... the race of the fallen...." Liara said.
"And the other.... it's the Issiri...." Sora said.
"You always were gifted." Liara said. "I'm sure you can piece things together. The ancients gave the archangels the duty of guarding the library and order of the realms. The ancient demons were given the guardianship and control of tartarus. As for the Issiri... They were given the power and responsibility to populate and create the other realms. And we, the Fallen, were given the greatest of duties. We were the balancers, the most powerful of the four races; we were at one time the ferrymen of death, the ones responsible for keeping the other 3 races from war. We were the closest to the ancients. it is the reason why we are the only ones capable of speaking ancient angelic, ancient demonic, and the language of the ancients themselves."
"If that so... then are all fallen of our race... and how are we brought down to be seen as lower than the archangels?" Sora asked.
"No... Sora we are... the last of our kind... There may be others in hiding, but I do not know where they are." Liara said. "You understand why I had to separate myself from you..."
"Yes... if you hadn't you wouldn't be able to conceal your race or mine. We would have been killed. But that brings up questions... Who is my father? How old are you? How old am I?" Sora asked.
"And I am going to answer them. I am several million years old. I am one of the original Fallen, as was your father. I have lived to be this old because of my abilities. Each fallen has a special power individual to them. Yours is the black flame. You are the origin of the black flame, and thus yours is the most powerful." Liara said.
"And your power..." Sora asked.
"I control... time.... It is the reason I don't age." Liara responded.
"Wait... that means..." Sora whispered.
"Sora, you are far older than you think. You are older than Zephram. You are over 1 million years old.... When you were born... I had to freeze your body in time to protect you... over the next year I will tell you the story of our people and about your father. That does not mean you should not treat Zephram, Ciara, and Aerial as your family. They raised you as their own... Zephram is the only one to know you are not his child and yet he treated you as such."
"I will..." Sora said.
"Now.... About Aeris..." Liara said smiling.
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