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He looks to her " well, id have to belve you, i cant honetly say that you are not 1100 years old. " he sead looking to her " and im shour your memory will come back to you someday, youll just have to give it some times and try to lurn all you can about yourself " he sead looking to her " i am trying to remeber myn, but so few books remain that even mention my race " he sead looking to her. he watched how her cheeks were red as he thout some " i myself must be older thin i look, last time iw as at home, i had a home, now only dust lies were i once lived "

He looked to her and he thout " i could used my time magic, to bring a small fragment of the past forword and place it in your eye " he sead looking toher " if i did this corectly it would give you the ability to read this book " he sead with a node. " give you the translation in youreye, so when your read it it is in english " he sead looking to her thinhis hand " im shour i can do it, but it might take some time " he sead looking to her " seens its so far back it will be hard to bring it forword without damaging it " he sead with a node

He watched her and he looked down his eyes refeling sadness thow thay wernt seeable from his hair and that fact that he was looking down. he was sad now, nwoing he couldnt help her an anyway, he slide his hands into his pockets he flinkched alittel but thim was motinless sisint gherer on the stool one foot on each side so he would be facing her. he hated nowing he was usles when he wonted to help someone. he felt a rush of power and he griped his fist some pulling thim form his pocket he focesed " not now, stay inside " he wispered almost unhearably a few drops a sweat roolling fomrhis head adn taping on the stool. his arms clinched so tightly that his vains were showing he was starting to pant, his eyes hallow and white

Green could be seen in his vains instead of the normal blue and red of a human thin he stopped he fell back words off the stool to the ground with a thud, breathing heavily griping his chest some he was weekend now holding back his death bring form had taken energy, the color slowly came back into his eyes as he laid there on the floor in pain

He was panting alittel he looked up at her " yes, im alright " he sead slowly as he tryed and stand, it had taken him a minate, and without thinking he removed his gloves, His wrists were Green, he looked at thim as he thout some griping his fists alitel thin looking to her relivin he had just shown his wrists he quickly covered thim as he stood theer looking down some, still panting alittel, he had apperently bean in pain. but he was doing better thin before. he droped the green blanket like clouth off his shoulder, and he examined his chest quickly as if making shour something wasnt there. he glanced back to her and slightly staired, his intire chest was showing now, his hands back in his gloves and by his side as he looked to her thinking some. He had heard the way she had spoke and when he got up he looked her in the eyes seeing the emotion she was feeling, apperently she didnt wont anything to happin to him, but she didnt even realy now him, why would she hope for a complet stranger to be alright? why would she worrie about someone like me ?

Rivera slowly took her hand away from him when she confirmed that he woul probably do fine on his own two feet. Her eyes misted with a clear, violet shade and frosted over with cold blue. She returned to her calm, icy demeanor, her eyes still full of the life that her body never told. This life was her little secret to fuss over and to nurture. It wasn't even much of a life, with an imitation life force and a borrowed soul. Maybe she wasn't alive after all.

She eyed him skeptically when he said he was alright, but let him stand. "Are you sure you don't need to go to the hospital? You stilll look a little pale..."

Rivera was nevertheless suspicious. Anyone would be. "Can you tell me what's going on with you?" Her whisper was firm, something people just aren't supposed to deny for any reason. "I can only help you if you tell me what is going on..." Her heart hurt deeply inside, like it was being torn apart, fiber by fiber. Her chest cavity seemed to swing up and down within her, making her feel hollow, yet overwhelmingly full at the same time. The same emptiness that dawned on the apocalypse filled her.

"I just met you, you can't die yet!" Her whispers rose. Tears formed on the corner of her eyes, but she ignored them. Rivera couldn't understand tears or why they existed. "I can't let you die too! Everyone else is gone because of me, whenever I love someone they DIE!" She called out in a crazed whisper that sounded like a gale, amplified within echoes. Space distorted around her, breaking and warping objects out of their normal shape. The temperature in the room dropped quickly, then rose back up and went back down. The Chaos Continnuum had torn up around her and was reaching out from her in a wave of dischord.

"Eversince I could remember and acknowledge being alive, people around me always suffer! I've been CURSED! This is just what I was meant to be, isn't it? A cursed, isolated b***h!" Rivera spat out the words in breaking sobs, dropping onto her knees next to him. "Mirisekri, Raesekri, Kilesekri, Torasein, Illiyaede, Myrrdin! They're all DEAD because I was a child of CHAOS! Everyone I've ever loved suffered from chaos! And now you'll just die on me too? I can't let you die! I CAN'T!"

The chaos continuum began to grow out of control. Glass shattered everywhere and instruments began to play cacophany on their own accord. Patches of air were freezing cold while a foot to the right is schorching hot space. The walls began to warp and dent out of shape. Rivera clung on to it, trying to force the curse misfortune away from Darc. She was already cursed with it the moment she was decided to exist. It wasn't her decision, she had no say.

"Please... don't die on me..." She whispered, "... I don't want to be alone anymore..."