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Mirza sighed "I understand father more then I think most people see him, I can feel his pain mother." He said being the son of a sidiion blood gave him this ability since he did have pure blood in him "Father is thinking right now." Mirza said as the doctors wrapped up Matachi's wounds and left him there to recover in comfortable cot "Hes...not hurting from the fight...but from losing you." He said he said this as he took a seat next to her bed in a small wooden chair

Mirza looked at her with a calm face "Mother, you don't understand anything." He said bluntly "Father gave his life for all of us...his anger may be a problem but its not his pride that makes him be like this, its the fact it shows he wasn't good enough his sacrifices weren't good enough to show that he was able to not be like his mother and give up when the time is rough. He told me the stories of when you would get captured, and he would come no matter what...even if he had spears or swords driven through him...he would force himself to come save you in a hope that he could prove to you, to everyone...that he was someone." Mirza said calmly "Thats all he ever wanted..." He finished not angry at all just being like his father...mellow and kinda strict "I will fight, because a King doesn't let his land be destroyed...he has to protect it and his family with both arms." He added as he looked over at the unconscious body of his father "After all of everything hes done...even the person he thought loved him so didn't see him as family...but as a temporary asset before moving onto another."

Mirza closed his eyes shaking his head slowly "You are a fool after all mother." Mirza said this not angry but sound like his father when he was done "That child you bore is not my brother, Artrious will feel the same." He spoke the truth as he stood up from the chair not looking at her, his hair had gotten somewhat long it now looked like his fathers but with her color. He walked to the edge of the bed stopping for a moment tapping the cots frame post. Mirza looked at her shaking his head "I don't see my mother anymore, I see a maiden, a whore."

Mirza looked at "But you let us get taken away so easily , and I can see the truth right through your lies, I don't block my mind like father." He said as his sidiion slowly took over his eyes "I know that man Jack is the father of that child its written all over your face I don't refuse to see it like father did." He said his voice still calm as his sidiion retracted "Hold your so precious son close." He said "Because hes the only one that your gonna have after tonight." Mirza knew already the fate that Matachi had spoke of. He turned and left the wing two be met by two honor guard who were ready to escort him.

It was time. Up in solemn, something changed. A dark wind blew away from a dark spire as it slowly lowered itself into the ground of the realm. Around it, was a barren wasteland, where nothing would grow, and the orb on top of the spire finnaly touched that ground.
A crack appeared down the center of the egg, letting eerie green light spill forth.

Wolf stood up from his watch post. The time had been spent without any problems, and now was over. The timer had reached the end. "Our god comes back to us."

The dark deadly energy that had layed in solemn since insomnia's so called demise had taken physical form once again. The dark figure grabbed the edges of the shell to pull itself out. It rose to the height of a man, and then the height of twice a man. The land pulsed with strain as the being's three toed foot the ground. This was a being who could never enter solemn, but here all the same.

It was the false god, Insomnia, reborn where only gods could live. The monster covered his face with his hand, and grinned demonically. "Caliver. This power is. . . magnificent." The creature pointed at the landscape, and the landscape shifted, turning into smoke all the way to the horizen. "and only a small portion of the weapon's true power. As much as ten thousand souls in such a small time."

Caliver Wolf bowed to his ressurected master. He had a score to settle himself, and this time, they wouldn't have to be so merciful.

Matachi wouldn't hear any of it, his mind was completely shut off to the world. Mirza stood in the main hall. His fists were clenched, the two honor guard that had been in there before were gone now after he sent them off telling them to leave the castle. One man of the two began to climb his way up the side of the castle using slightly sticking up stone to push himself up onto the next. He did this all the way to the roof where he would come to face with two leather covered feet. The man that had stood to the left before pushed through the doors "WELL LETS HAVE A PARTY THE EIGHTH IS HERE!" The Eighth smirked when he saw the boy standing in the middle of the main hall "I see I have my first guest."

Mirza didn't care what she said "I don't care." He said as he passed, a scroll sat in his back pocket pouch "I knew this day was coming, father told us to not be scared." He said as he slowly slid the scroll out laying it on the floor peeling the wax away to let it open it up "For thirty minutes, the scroll will keep me and him trapped in a thirty foot radius no one can pass the scroll or walk from it." He said looking at her "Artrious is on the roof." Thats all Mirza said before he walked towards the man unsheathing his short blade "So the boy wants to play, Just to let you know boy I don't play nice." The eighth said with an evil tone

The man laughed "Oooh so the weapon wants to ruin a perfectly good game." He said as he broke up into a fine black mist drifting right past her right over the scroll before his body slowly rebuilt itself only a few feet away from Mirza "The boy wants to have a duel so lets see what hes got." The man said smirking as he looked, they were now on the outside of the scroll she was inside. Mirza stepped back then looking at the man, his eyes slowly brushing over to the solid black color of the sidiion "Lets do this."