PHASE ONE "What do you think is the matter ? What do you think is the cause ? Even as a mother, I think he has suffered enough." "I don't know why Era, I don't know why it happened this way." "But did he ask for it ? Did he ask to be born this way ? Before he left do you know what he said to me ? "I wish I wasn't born mother, I don't want to live", that was what he had told me." "Listen Era", the male voice said, "his destiny is to achieve the unthinkable, it is that void, the realm of the unknown, a dimension of flesh and thought that drives the normal and average insane. Era, Kied can't be normal, your son can't be like others, he was destined for something else, something that even I can't understand." "But this socalled destiny is driving him insane." "The heavens know why it happened this way. Many have grasped glory and fame from the universe but in the end, they never gave back, yet, they are still celebrated and idolized. While the real builders of history an

PHASE ONE His eyes opened to find himself floating in this sphere containing a blue of fluid. Staring around trying to make out his surroundings, Kied realized that his sense of sight was still blurred. "There's no problem with that", he thought, "I can still go back to sleep then." Closing his eyes, Kied drifted back to sleep. Still he could hear those voices, although he wasn't awake, he knew the persons speaking. "I saw him open his eyes just now", the female voice said. "Why didn't I notice it ?" The other voice said. "How can you see clearly through the liquid he's sleeping in ?" The female voice answered. "I thought you weren't bothered about him, why are you making a fuss all of a sudden." Even in his sleep Kied's teeth gritted themselves, these two siblings were so annoying, and the funny part was, their names started with the same letter, making it sound like the name of some fashion brand whenever they're called together, "JAMES AND JUDITH". But wha

PHASE ONE Rakeal who was seated on the throne had only one thing in mind, how to ensure that his campaign wasn't nipped in the bud. The feudal lords of the realm in which he had invaded as well as the emperor of this empire had already began to rally their forces to take him down. But it didn't matter anyway, this was simply a game of politics, most importantly, he had been able to find a clue about the whereabouts of the Harp of Discord. This was one of the realms which was in alignment with the entity's astral flow, which meant that they were on the right path, so why would he give up on his prize over the likes of a few cocky politicians. This war was inevitable right from the very start and it was so unfortunate for them that it was him, that they'd be dealing with. "Zavir", Rakeal summoned. Zavir's form appeared before him on his knees, it wasn't the real Zavir, just a holograph. "Bring me Destovar", Rakeal ordered. "Yes your highness", Zavir replied with the holog