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I am sitting on the throne and playing around with Markorn's soul. It's been a few years since I had a toy like that. Right now he is going through his own little hell.

Should I give him a chalkboard session next? Or should I let him experience something else? Maybe another little dissection to find out what's wrong with his soul?

Hmmm.

“You have that expression again. And you promised to let his soul go as soon, as you found out what you needed to know.” Ireth gives me questioning look. Everyone else of the family is here too. I just held a little speech to the nobles and gave Ireth and Nicosar governing rights too.

It's a pain to do everything on my own, so the more annoying stuff they can take off of my shoulders, the better.

“I just found out that his soul is missing something. The same something, Celes and I are missing. And I will wipe his memories before I let him go. I don't like to have enemies, who could remember a past grudge.” -Me

“He is a former god too? Is this world becoming a meeting place for ex-gods?” -Katrine asks with a surprised expression.

“Yes. Though he has no memories of it. Everything he remembers is this single live, he lived in this world. Unfortunately he cannot give much information about the Meltheims. They powered him and his father up, before they shut themselves inside their city. I had hoped for a little back-door, but they were smart enough to not inform him, if they have something like that.” I scratch the broken tip of my left horn.

It broke during my fight with Markorn and it still itches. The healers think it will regrow because I have pure blood, but it will take a while.

Nicosar's broken horn didn't heal because he has mixed blood.

Now that I think about it, how did it get broken in the first place? Couldn't Nicosar just have healed himself?

“Don't do that, the healers said it wouldn't grow correctly if you disturbed it!” Celes snatches my hand. “Haaaah. You have no idea how annoying it is.”

“Just make that -no pain- thing of yours then.” She is much too concerned about me.

“Don't want to. It works by cutting my nerves and healing them afterwards. It would be a pain if they healed on their own in the wrong way. This isn't a really good long term solution.” -Me

“Then deal with it like an adult.” -Celes

“Though your horn surely isn't why you called us all to remain here for an important discussion. I have to manage the other part of the continent you know? There aren't less idiots there. So if it's nothing important, I would like to do some real work.” Arthur crosses his arms before his chest. Seems like he is a little stressed at the moment.

“Oh, sorry I just wanted to inform you about the end of the world.” I nod and smile, while everyone looks at me with shocked faces.

“From the begining please?” -Nicosar

“When I was unconscious, Seria paid me a visit. She told me that she has a little rebellion going against the Council. You remember? The rulers of the multiverse. Because of certain circumstances, they can't visit this world. It lies within a void zone, that's a space where god's can't leave and enter as they please. It seems that Tjenemit, one of the Council members, managed to get information about a summoning circle for him to this world. The stupid Meltheims found it and believed the promises that came with it. Seria is unable to come here in person, because it would give Tjenemit immediate access, if he followed her. But it seems like she is preparing to fight him here, as soon as he is summoned. If she is serious with her rebellion, it's a good chance for her to catch a Council-member on his own and without assistance of the others. So she isn't opposed to let him be summoned.” I take a deep breath and look at the others.

“But... but.... That will be Armageddon!” Celes screams at me.

“Can you explain why Seria should want to rebel against the Council. I still don't get the whole power issue outside my own world.” Arthur asks with a pale face, so Celes and I take another hour to explain the real issue of existence and reincarnation.

“So the Council dictates what every god is allowed to do? Aaand they punished you, because you killed each other?” Katrine asks with a surprised look. Both Celes and I nod.

“But you see, we were stuck with each other for over a thousand years. If we were allowed to abandon our jobs, anyone of us could have just left and gone somewhere else. The current system is partly at fault for our fight.” -Celes

“To think that being a god is just a job for my daughter ....” Katrine shakes her head and massages her temples.

“Well Seria will fight Tjenemit here. And that will be most likely cause serious destruction.” I sum it up.

“What scale are we talking about?” -Arthur

“When Angrod and I got personal, we wrecked a world. So no point in hiding anywhere.” Celes grumbles.

“I don't think Seria would do that if she thought, the destruction would be so big. We should still consider evacuating as much of the north as we can around the City of Seria. Just in case everything goes well.” -Me

“We should evacuate the north, just in case everything goes well....” Ireth whispers to herself.

“Maybe we can stop the summoning?” Nicosar asks hopefully.

I shrug my shoulders. “Maybe, but Seria was pretty sure, I wouldn't manage it. At least we still have a few years to put our stuff in order.” I straighten my suit.

“How long exactly?” Ireth asks.

“At least three years if I interpret the newest readings correctly. In five years the summoning should be done for sure. It's hard to tell without any data directly from the source.” -Me

“So we will have three to five years. At least that's enough time to prepare.” Arthur talks to himself.

“I will have my project finished in three years too. It will be a close call, but in three years we will have a weapon which is able to break the shield. So it will be nice if you could plan an offensive for that time Arthur.” -Me

“Hoh, breaking the shield? Would you explain that.” -Arthur

“I would rather not. I have it sealed up inside my facility and all my employees took a magical oath to keep the secret. It's not that I don't trust anyone of you, but it's better if everything is uncovered at the last moment. I want to keep this secret because the Meltheims have already proven that they are capable of setting up disturbances for us. Even though they are hiding behind a shield.” I jump out of the throne.

“If you want to make it a surprise that badly, then I hope it will be a really good surprise.” -Arthur

“Don't worry, I think it will be quite a show.” I grin at Arthur. “I will now go and read a good book, I have found a pretty smart author.”

“No you can't! You need to come with me.” Celes suddenly grabs my arm and pulls me off.

“What, where are we going?” -Me

“Surprise!”

Celes leads me outside the palace, where Rose is waiting with the car. But no matter how often I ask, she won't answer my questions.

Minutes later, we stop on the Cygnus property and I am led inside. After a few corners, we arrive at a somewhat big room, where a few familiar faces shoot confetti at me. The whole room is styled out for a party.

“Congratulations on becoming king!” Celes gives me a box of chocolate. Oohhohoho.... I could make a habit out of becoming king.

The Cygnus siblings, Tanja, Gabriel, Iris, Sven and Sandra congratulate me too. Everyone of the special class has paid a visit.

Everyone is giving me chocolate and congratulating me? Has Celes told them about my weak point?

“They all wanted to get on your good side, after they saw the coronation.” Celes whispers to me.

“Hey, Hey, Angrod can you teach me that soul-thing of yours. I have to learn it! You can still interrogate the bastard after you killed him! Can you? I have to learn that!” Tanja looks at me with sparkling eyes.

“Huh, maybe I will teach you the training basics during class, but I takes a lot of time to master it.” I answer.

“Really? Yay! You know, I always hated that torture stuff to get information! All the blood and body-parts, it's too dirty in my opinion. If I could learn that, everything would be much cleaner!” Tanja nods to herself while talking aloud.

What the hell did her parents teach to her!?

I start to eat chocolate, while I have a nice conversation with the others. It's nice that my coronation didn't change all that much in our relationship. At least I hope that's the case.