“To explain that to you I would first need to explain the nature of reality”

“ so that’s a no to my question?”

“ no it just means you get a free understanding of the nature of reality in your answer. Unless you don’t want me to.”

“ who can say no to anything that’s free.” voice 3

“Very well”

Before anything could be said the land began to blur. All around me I saw lights. Far far too many to count and I began to drift through them. At first slowly but it soon began to speed up faster and faster. There was an onslaught of lights as I drifted through them soon they seem to flicker and like flashes millions of flash each biting a new image into my head of a name or face or theory but the majority of what I were equation. And soon a deep and dark voice. As it spoke it seem to pulse in time like the beating of a heart. No words were spoken but instead it assaulted me like an instrument. It felt like someone was attempting to use my vocal cords like a violin for as soon as the noise were heard I felt a repeat of the sound inside me. This continued for hours upon hours until finally a new sound was heard and a smell of rotting wood violently assaulted my very being. The images had left me blinded and disoriented I had forgotten which way was up and which way was left and which way was backwards but for all that I felt like a new the other. I could tell which way was down and right and I could see. I could see the sight before me. I know how crazy it sounds to know down but fail to find up. But their was one that seem unmistakable right now and that was forward. For something was before me. A black heart and unlike the void before the background was a swell of yellows, poorly painted organs that all seemed to be just their. Each their own size and each its own style. I turned to the left to see I stood before one. Upon closer inspection it was a wall of numbers laid out to look like a big red heart from a distance but as I tried to face the front once more I found myself turning left again only to find that I faced the black heart of wood. From the slowly beating heart ten branches grew. And after ten meters the branched split in two and ran in random directions only for this to occur again and five meters were that would repeat for as far as the I can see in almost all directions black branches all growing from this sick and twisted black heart that now one count tell would beat seven times a minute.

“ welcome to my humble home please make yourself comfortable I shall now answer your question in the traditional way. As in with words”

“ What was that?” Me

“ that was a was in a sense me putting on a show for you there are some questions with answer that would take years for me to answer to a satisfactory degree”

“but I don’t know anything new” me

“ That’s simply. If I were to place all that knowledge in your head now well it would absolutely destroy the new one I’ve prepared for you.”

“ new one?”me

“ haaaa once again you get distracted with the small details”

“ how are they small details!” Me

“ hush little one”

I suddenly found myself with the will to respond

“ Now then where to begin. Reality is a song.

Magic is the power to place your own note mana, the soul, the void are different forms of ink and although they are used the same way. The way in which they are used is different. It hard to explain in word but take the fireball spell your just placing the fireball note in front of you. But all spell are comprised of two thing the subject and the action in this case the subject is a all of fire and the action is forward. In rituals it is no long a subject and action but is instead a long description of what will occur in the song. There are three different forms of notes. Magic in the traditional sense used a language called the origin but you have not asked about that so I will refrain from that. However it’s still based on perspective if you think this word means fire then it means fire the law a stable but can be bent to a certain degree. The second is will or lifeforce it birth from the soul that’s birth from conscience thinking or thoughts. All who are capable of thought will get a soul at some point in time. When one dies they lose their thought so the soul begins to die as well although as shown though you it’s possible for a soul to gain a new life it its maintain with a body for thought for enough time but you have not ask me about your current state of being so I will go no further into the subject other then you have a few surprises waiting for you. Next is the void. The void has no standard rules for any who can make use of the void are allowed to right the rules that will effectively only matter to them. However the both heavily structured and no structure approaches have their advantages the ture might of the void is in being both without law and heavily controlled in various places.”

There was a silence as I attempted to comprehend.

“ the laws of magic are based on perspectives. Doesn’t that mean that my work is pointless because if another makes the same discovery as I did but see that answer in a different light then… wouldn't that make me wrong. That doesn't seem far.”

“ yes. it’s why I used lifeforce and void whenever possible but at the same time not entirely correct for you see all those who make the same discoveries after you will do so with a perspective in your form or my form because I have advanced way beyond you level not because I’m better but because I’ve had a trillion years to do so. But still while you still exist the magic theory’s that you made will still stand because well when you made those discoveries they were recorded in the song of reality or as some call it the song of fate”

“ The song of fate? As in the book that you wish for me to obtain”

“ yes if the book is what I think it is then it is imperative that you bring it to me long before the god king or that angle is able to get it for they too have both sent men in search of the mad king.”

“ And your sure I will meet this mad king before he is found”

“ yes. In once more if the book is what I think it is and I’m never wrong then it’s more then possible to say. Make your answers the correct answers”

“ why would you tell me this. Why would you trust me.”

“ hmmm very well it is because in order to rebuild you I had to use part of my soul as well. And it was a success. This might not mean much to you but to me you are subject 3. Your state is built on the idea that the void is fully capable of mimicking life force. And if the soul is made from life force then can a soul also be made from the void. And yes you are a major success. Just like the second subject you are made from a mix of void energy which had your conscience implanted upon it and left to ferment for as you know a long time. This for you will be both a blessing and a curse for Me and my sister are the heart of the void I beat through you now and you were made through me. You will of your own account do as I have ask because my natur as the god of secrets will compel you to find this book not that you know that it exists. The idea of using it for any other purposes then to know you are right is ludicrous and what is the point of being the only one who know your correct. Its secrets will drive you forward as they have me and like me in time you will find that you have both the desire to maintain it secretly and inform others. Like me you will come to learn that the joy in secrets exist between people. And knowing that you know more the others and that another knows you know more than others. For you see we are the same… opps I’ve said to many spoilers for my liking so now if that’s all shall we go join subject two. It would seem like Ai is done oh by the way my name is Ti the void god of secrets. But in the end I trust you to do as I predict nothing more and I don’t ask you to trust me. If Vi was here I’m sure she’d say something like no one can every really trust another.”

” So you tell me this because you feel that I will do exactly as you think I will and by telling me this I will now proceed to do as you have predicted ” me

”after all I’m never wrong”

well theirs a first time for everthing.