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tab Krog would wave back excitedly to Xi. She was a truly fascinating creature and he wanted her. But there would be obstacles in his way. Just as he was about to approach Xi the male decided to become a knight and threaten him. "I swear I...I'm just like you all!" He shouted waving his tentacles around. And just as he was defending himself something odd happened. The grass would grow incredibly tall and thick separating everyone from each other.


Camael would find his sword rather useless against the leaves. He could move but running would prove hazardous and difficult. He'd also go nowhere at the end of the day. An endless world of grass. In this world of grass his only company would be a mocking voice whispering in his ears. "Why did you survive, Camael?" The voice asked. It was a soft feminine voice simply oozing with mal intent. "Everyone else died in the lab except for you...Do you there is a higher purpose to your existence? Haha..." The voice continued. "Wouldn't it be sad if you were to die here in this endless grass before finding the one who made you? Or even worse. What if you survive only to discover he is already dead? Hahaha..."


Alana would have a different fate. She would be in a spacious patch of tall grass. It was almost as if someone had trimmed it in a circle around her.
She had ample room to walk around and or maybe even...Dance! Yes maybe if she danced something would happen. Probably not however but it never hurt to try now did it Alana?


Now Xi would find herself together with Krog in the tall grass. They had also been granted ample space to walk around in. Krog kept pacing back and fourth nervously. It seemed as if this wasn't his doing. "Oh dear oh dear. What's happening?" He suddenly stopped as if in realization that Xi was together with him. "Fuwaah!" (Friend!) He announced cheerfully. "Fuuuwah fuu uuuwah waaaaah uuufuuuuuuuuuwah!" (Did you see the way that man wanted to hurt me?! I bet he's the one that is doing this with the grass! We can't trust these people. I hear they eat people like me and you. They fry us!)

tab Alana banana. She was all alone trapped in a green world of grass. Highly durable grass as a matter of fact. Before they had grown to enormous proportion they were durable enough to not bend under someone's weight. Now they were almost indestructible. In her green prison the girl would have few options to choose in order to escape. She had the chance to dance but the moment was gone now and she would never know what might have come if she had simply danced. Word is there was a free 500 exp bonus in it for Alana. Oh well. Moving on to the other ch- Oh? Something had joined Alana. A floating ball of light. It's movements were odd and it seemed disoriented but nevertheless it flew towards the girl and booped her on the nose. If Alana paid attention she'd notice how where ever the light passed it revealed something. The grass faded away once the light touched it. The being of light anxiously bobbed up and down near the edge of the grass where normally the girl wouldn't be able to get through. It looked like it wanted to show her something. It slowly made its way through the grass leaving behind a passable trail for the girl to follow. Would she stay in her green prison or follow her "green light"? 25 exp if Alana understands the reference.

Who was Camael? Obviously a tactical mastermind and genius the likes of which the lands have never seen or will. His awakening will most definitely shake the lands once he attains his full power. If at his lowest point he can be a deducing genius there are no limits to his power. The boy not only deduced the nature of Krog while trusting in the others who he also does not know but managed to perfectly deduce the plan Krog had so carefully planned out. Or maybe the plan was far too simple. It was Krog after all. Either way the boy was going to be a problem. Krog knew this. The flint would fail yet the boy would perceive his attempt to set the grass ablaze as a success. Unfortunately the fire would circle around his location as if a tornado of fire was forming around him. The whisper would mock once again. "A monster such as yourself doesn't deserve to be on this plane of existence. You deserve to end up like the rest haha..." From his trench several arms would latch onto Camael's body and pull him down. He might struggle but with each strain the pain he'd feel as his body was dragged down into the planes of the Land of the Dead would only increase. And in his final moments in the world of the living he'd hear Krog's voice echo in his mind. "You should've played ball mate." Camael would awaken in the Youngest Plane in the Land of the Dead.

Back in Xi and Krog land the two were both panicking in their own odd language. "fuuuuuugagauuuwawabab!" Krog yelled. (We won't be fried don't worry! I can protect you. With these!) Krog would show Xi his tentacles with a very proud yet ridiculous expression on his face. But he had no face so just imagine him looking stupid. Like a child feeling proud for being able to lift a gallon of milk. "Fuuwah wuuufufuwa." He continued. He was implying that he'd been awake for a while and every human he'd met tried to attack him it was truly terrifying. "Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!" He said she shouldn't trust people that weren't like her. Humans only love themselves. Anything different they friiiie. While Krog was filling the child's mind with poison a ball of light would pop out of the tall grass and hover over the two. Krog immediately turned to look at the flying object and could he scowl he would have. "AAAAAH!" Krog shouted as he attempted to shove Xi into the grass and away from the light. (He wants to burn our souls!) Krog shouted as the grass mysteriously parted for him to walk through.