Atop his golden throne, Jack's flaming eyes flickered as they ignited back into existence.

He then quickly turned his gaze to see Eris pouring over Yoggi's tome. It appeared that she was looking into an abyss, but it didn't seem that the book was harming her like Leslie.

Jack slid down from his throne, as he quickly paced to the tome, "Eris, I need the tome, quickly."

Eris continued to mumble words that Jack could only make out slightly.

"I don't have time for this!" Jack reached and lifted Eris up and turned her to face him like she were a doll.

After a few seconds of her muttering and life devoid eyes, signs of intelligence returned to her.

"Wha? My God?" Eris asked.

"I told you not to mess with this tome, but it doesn't matter. We don't have time. Go run tell everyone I want to see them in my courtroom. Message Leslie, Message Emily, Lucius, everyone... Get everyone I know... Mark should be landing soon, get him! Tell Leslie that an ice ball is going to land that will contain former-Marquis Mark! Get him, and whoever else you can... Get them... Now... Fast! GO!"

Jack pointed his finger to the portal-like door.

"What's go-"

"No time, just get everyone! I would do it, but I have a massive amount of things to learn! GO!"

Jack turned his attention to the tome of meat in front of him, as he placed his hand over it, and spoke what he thought would work, least Yoggi would destroy them all.

"I call to your master, that which is the owner and overseer of Death, least his name be known as Yogg-Sothoth! I require these pages to bear the answers that I seek. Give me the power to execute his command, and in his name, as I will in my name..."

Eris paused at the archway to look back at the name she heard. While her mind buzzed with the unreal feeling of that which should not be heard, she knew it was something that her mother dwelled on in that temple those years ago, and what she was attempting to learn herself.

As she watched Jack, the tome's pages flipped rapidly, and the golden runes on Jack's bones went one by one.

"Yes... So, I am him... So many lives, I have lived... So, that's why these runes bind my power... A temporary lift is it??? HAHAHAHA OKAY, I GET IT, TEMPORARY!"

Jack began to cackle, as dark purple mist rose from the tome, and drew itself into Jack's bones. As the void magic became thick, the area around Jack began to distort, warp, and flux as if reality was bending to the will of this tome...

Jack's hunched posture as he was committed to his shrill laughter, sent chills down Eris' spine, as she saw the dull finger bones on Jack's hands lengthen and sharpen, taking on a sinister appearance.

She sucked in a breath of cold air, as she saw a fleshy substance bubble out of the tome and float in the air.

"HAHAHAHhahAAHAHaHaHAHAHA, A GIFT OF THE WIFE OF DEATH!!! HOW FITTING THAT THE KING OFVER LIFE AND DEATH RECEIVE SUCH FAVOR!!!!! I WILL ACCEPT!!!! AH HAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA HA HA HAH AhahA HAH AHA Ha hahaha hA AHha hA hah a hA ha hahaa~"

The fleshy substance sprang from the tome and into Jack's face one after the other, covering the bone.

Noticing something, Jack turned his monstrous half skeletal face, with one eye contact a greenish-blue tint, as he roared, "I SAID GET EVERYONE!!!! NOOOOOWWW!!!!"

Eris dashed from the room, and left behind the strange cackling of her God... Or was he the same god, or possessed?

She didn't know, but she would follow his word, if not for fear alone.

*******

An hour later and the Courtroom was noisy as if the entirety of the Court was in session, but within the Courtroom only held two handfuls of Undead.

Emily, Eris, and Leslie speaking with Lucius and two Archbishops, while Joan, Verruca, and Stephanie, stood in another speaking with their assistance behind them.

Crag sat to one side with a large censer of ominous-looking dust, that the clergy threw ugly looks over his way. He disregarded them, as he inhaled deeply.

Doctor Hollowell seemed to have had better days as she now had the appearance of geist, but her crazed eyes spoke of insane passion for her craft. She fidgetted seeming like she was crossed with wanting to return to her lab and wanting to say for the God-King. She was flanked by two funny skeletal undead that wore white lab coats like her own, but on their backs were the symbol of the God-King.

Mark and Janet were a distance away. Mark appeared to be composed, while Janet was speaking to Princess Violet of Jakan. One wouldn't know it by looking, but it seemed that Mark was nervous... Not because he was back in the Courtroom he betrayed with what he now considered to be enemies, but because his wife was speaking directly to the one female that pursued him previously.

Surrounding all the entrances and exits were Holy Sentinels. Silent and guarding.

As the noise continued, the Holy entrance of the God-King swung open in a foreboding fashion. With Jack making his grand reveal.

All of the Courtroom went silent with the creaking of the Holy Entrance doors, with the collect gaze drawing astonishment to the God-King.

He had flesh!

He was massively muscular on the upper half of his body. Following the rigid sharp lines of his muscles from his sharp jawline to his pecs and continued downward until it ended at his adonis belt. His lower half was still that of bone, his massive figure, unlike his skeletal appearance, cut a wide swath throw the doorway.

His face looked had a distinct Norse feeling, with his long white hair trailing behind him wildly. Unlike his past life on earth, where he had the body of a nerd, it appeared that in his life he had the body of a God, in style of old myths. On both of his thick arms were interwoven and mysterious blue and black tattoos. These tattoos crisscrossed and were strange in appearance. Looking at them for too long gave the impression that they moved along the steel muscle lines of the God-King, and longer still gave pain in the minds of the onlookers.

His distinctly unshaven appearance gave a wild look with his long hair, however, his eye sockets were still hollow and with flames that danced about in a greenish-blue blaze.

Jack opened his mouth to speak his first words after obtaining flesh for the first time in a long time, and his vocal cords vibrated out, and in a sinister voice that would raise the dead and lay low the devils, "I have a limited time as you see me now, and so I will be brief, as to the coming doomsday We face. I will not be answering many questions."

Jack looked across his servants, clergy, generals, wives, and those reluctant. He spotted Leslie's face, as his flaming eyes soften, he couldn't help but notice that she clenched her legs together tightly.