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Chapter XXVIII: The Greatest Powers

The months rolled by in time of peace as Peyrite made a plan. And so, one frigid day, Peyrite sat down the group that he may discuss his rather dangerous plan. As he sat down, the biting chilled vernal wind blasted him, icy cold to the core, as his fangs clattered and he shivered intensely. Peyrite said, "My power is always limited to being below the weakest Seven Soul. So I have found I must take a very powerful source of energy to make my own existence a paradox: Myself being a Seven Soul.".

Amber said, "Why must such measures be taken? Can't you just pummel Axel like before?". Peyrite said, "His capabilities for power are near limitless. The Leviothos Axel will soon ascend to being a Kaichvus, a demon of veinous sinew, bloody muscle, and hatred for all life. I need to be more powerful.". Peyrite put the figures of seven gems on the table before Chyron, Spyro, Sange, and Amber.

Peyrite said, "I will transport all of you to get these seven gems of red, blue, green, yellow, purple, orange, and white. Good luck, and may the Three guide you. I have the most arduous journey, for I must get three gems.". As so in a flash of light, Peyrite transported them.

Sange was to burrow a thousand feet, Amber to break a mountain, Spyro to overcome a morass within a swamp, and Chyron to travel the clouds. But none truly had more horrible or agonizing or arduous a journey. Peyrite took a breath, and looked forth, at the very cold mountain before him. He clattered and clawed his way up the icy crag, and clambered up, before reaching a white field. He went to its midst, and carved in it a ring.

Before him came an icy demon. Specifically, the Ice King of old. The Ice King spoke in a great voice, "Are you ready to face your fears, child Excavenger?". Peyrite said, "I have no fears.". The towering Ice King bent down, and said, "Oh, but you do, little one. You do very much.". Peyrite said, "I do not fear you. I may be younger and smaller, but I am far more powerful than you.". The king gutturally laughed and bellowed, "I never said you feared me! I talk of what you never faced! What you could NEVER have the courage to face!".

Peyrite said, "That's lies, go to hell!", as he swung his claws many times, releasing vicious flames, searing and killing the Ice king. The Ice king roared thunderously, "FINE! Take your prize! But you will always be a coward, Excavenger! You will never have courage!". The Ice King unfolded his clenched fist, as an orange gem appeared amidst his palm. Peyrite took the gem and placed it in his pocket, sealing the gem for good.

He then teleported, to a field. A lush, beautiful meadow of rolling hills and azure skies above. Peyrite yelled out, "I know not a garden is here, for no rose lies in a field of nails!". And so the mirage turned vapor, and the broken down wet alleys of the slums surrounded, graffiti laced walls and black mud everywhere. And so he came before the crusty, worn down town, and a sign that he oddly feared came before him.

It said, "The Carnival".

END OF CHAPTER XXVIII

Waaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrtiem.

Not yet. Bit of a history lesson first. Some plot essential stuff, and you will end up learning some surprising details about Excavenger.

The Battle is not likely to happen till XL.

Ominously lit carving of some dragons
Cameraman running through the forest
Slow zoom on a carving of Gandalf and his friends
Confused dragon trying to mate with some birds. The first Tie-Fighter
Overworked cameraman running through the snow
Carving of an ancient tug-of-war (slow dramatic zoom)
Running towards a tiny hill. STOP!! That's a cliff
Carvings of dragons breathe carvings of fire
Dude, turn around or you'll die
Shaky rocky formation
Pan down then it opens its eye
Pull out your sword on a ledge
Carving is rooting for the dragon
Sword-fighting a dragon in the snow's gotta be cold. OR NOT!
Show the fire carving burning the shield carving
Leg carving. Medium-shot carving
He's regretting wearing a sleeveless tunic for this fight
VOICE ATTACK! But his voice went too far right
It went to a mountain town and a forest. Stop for the night
In the morning, pass the windmill to a natural stone rocky formation bridge
Then it snows on a stream.
There's a giant. Follow him, then him.
Shave a dragon, and a werewolf, and the patron is next
Battle axe! Help him floss!
Shoot a frostbit at a wall, spin attack (FAIL!)
Fire-bomb, dragon leaves when his barber is done
Shoot a puppy with an arrow, make a ball in your hands (Get stabbed!)
Dragon wants a refund, sneak-smack a big spider
Then barber gives dragon free touch-ups on his way out
That's why you should sit still at the barber
Dragon's soul tells off the clumsy barber
Then it goes through the trees to tell its back-up "Thanks for nothing."

Wait, what?

That's what.

Quote: Prysom

Wait, what?

My exact same reaction. :/

That is a poem of the gods.

Well, next chapter will be up in a while. Right now, I'm dealing with random MMs from nowhere.

How many do you have now?

Got 8 more. Dark adds 8 at a time with me...

8 MM's, 8 MM's is all I have to play with you.

Seriously, man? Well, gonna start up on the new chapter really soon.

GOoood.

XXIX: Make no Mistake

Peyrite turned, involuntarily, into his Excavenger form. He breathed heavy and hard, stiff as a board as profusely sweating, paralyzed in fear. The Carnival. The Carnival. The one thing he could never face. Never had he the will or power. Not again, not after what happened. He saw before him the Ferris Wheel, and the Ticket Booth, and his lone fear, the Hall of Mirrors. For never before and never since had Excavenger failed in any endeavour. But this one place held as a phantom of his only failure ever. His one lone defeat.

A voice called out, "What are you doing here, Excavenger?". Excavenger, frozen in fear, looked towards a being, of long limbs and a tail, with all but his underbelly, back, and tail an emblazoned blanched lavender, all else a deep soft paled violet. The being said, "Well?". Excavenger's blood ran cold, as he said, "I-I-I don't know...". The being said, "You lie. What is your reason to be here?", as he fronted on Excavenger, cold as stone. Excavenger said, "Please, don't hurt me...", as he cowered on the ground.

The being said, "My name is Meave. Now, why? Just tell me why.". Excavenger yelled in fear, "I don't know, leave me alone! Your kind has hurt me enough.". Meave said, "You've lived countless millenia, you fear nothing, yet this rotten out, wooden, dusty carnival drives you to the ground. Why?". Excavenger, shedding tears for the first time in millenia, said, "I don't know, I don't know. Just stop, please.".

Meave said in rage, "I've never hurt you, my kind has never hurt you! We left you alone! You refuse to face the one failure you ever had because it consumed you with fear!". Excavenger rose his head, leaning up on his hands and knees, saying, "That's not true... It's not true!". Meave said, "Look at you. Your lying on the ground, cripple by fear. You never dealt with this. You ran, and never came back. You thought you'd be fine, you thought you'd be safe, if you just ran forever... just kept on running.".

Excavenger said, tearfully, "I just can't do it. I can't go through the tower again. They can't all be hit! It can't be done.". Meave grew angered, an emotion perfectly expressed by the angered look on his face, and he shocked Excavenger with a ferocious electric stream of lightning. As a globe of dark power grew about Excavenger, Meave asked, "Why won't you face your fears, Excavenger? Why are you so afraid?".

Excavenger roared in pain, "Stop it! You're killing me!", as lightning arced through his chest and shocked his heard. Meave stopped, and said, "Killing you?", and he bent down. He continued, looking a prone Excavenger in the eyes, "You have survived the most extraordinary feats of power and lived. You have done what should be impossible over and over. Tell me, then, why are you so afraid?".

Excavenger got up and dusted himself off, before saying, "I can't explain it. Somehow... it traumatized me. As the world before me turned to ice and reality peeled away before me, everywhere I went, your kind... they were there next to me. I was alone, I was powerless, I was outnumbered. I turned and ran, and never came back. It tortured me forever.". Meave spit in Excavenger's face, to both dishonor and disgust him.

Meave scowled and said, "You are pathetic then. Illusions. You fell victim to a thousand illusions. Powerless tricks on your mind. You thought you had no power. We took none from you. You assigned it to us. You're a spineless, pathetic worm, Excavenger. Go away, back to your little hole, to rot.". Meave turned, and walked away. Excavenger wiped the spit off his face, turned Meave around, and clocked him in the eye, leaving a shiner.

Meave said, "Bold move, gutless little dragon.". Excavenger grabbed Meave by the neck, choking him, and rammed him into a rotted beam, one of many lining the place. Excavenger choked Meave harder, and said, "Choose your next words wisely, maggot, or the last thing you will ever experience is your body in flames!". Meave raised his hand, to motion for Excavenger to release him. Excavenger did so, and Meave gasped slowly many times before getting back up.

Meave said, "You win. Be a coward, and take what you came for.". Enraged, Excavenger's teeth turned to fangs, as he said, "How about I show you what I think of your pathetic little tower first?", as he turned to the tower and released a forceful Meteo blast upon it. Excavenger transformed back into Peyrite, and turned to a Meave rife with anger as the rubble ablaze rained down. Meave snarled viciously, "Get out.".

Peyrite said, "About that-", when Meave interrupted him by spawning a purple gem before him, taking a hold of it in his hand. Meave threw the gem in Peyrite's face, and said, "Get what you came for, and get out. I don't EVER want you to come back!". Peyrite, confused, asked him, "Why?". Meave said, "There were people in there! You just murdered everyone in their, you cold, heartless beast!".

Peyrite put his hand on Meave's shoulder, as fire and rubble rained and blazed around them, and said, "I'm sorry...". Meave turned and yelled at the top of his lungs, "Just get out!", and Peyrite walked away. As he left, Meave said, "I never want to see you again!". Peyrite shed a lone tear at the thought of what life had been taken, but wiped it off before the world melted away, fading only into darkness.

And step forward he did, before no light came, and he felt the presence of the gem move through existence.

END OF CHAPTER XXIX

I expected a demonic clown.
I am disappoint.

"The Carnival" refers to a very important point in Excavenger's history.

A long time ago, millenia ago, Excavenger went to a Carnival (More a festival really), and there was some incredible prize for winning a challenge. The challenge was called the Tower of Terror. It was 5 levels where you had to hit 25 targets. What made it impossible was that every time you successfully hit one, the count went down to 0. As well, you had 15 seconds to complete all five levels.

Excavenger lost. The only failure he ever had. The mirrors around him started turning to ice and shattering, and every time he ran, no matter where to, the same haunting figures came. And so, as reality was tearing apart, he ran away, in defeat, trying his whole existence to avoid going back.

It's very critical to early canon. Almost as much as the Punch That Destroyed The Islands was, and that was the single most important event.

Awesome chapter. :D

Next one is pretty interesting too.

Chapter XXX: All is Power

Peyrite lie in chains, in a dimly lit cave, the walls glow auburn, a gentle flame lighting the place. Before him was a great room, above that a tunnel. As Peyrite breathed deeply, a great dragon crawled like a lizard down the tunnel, and walked down, so that he could put his lay prone to Peyrite, and look him in the eye. The red dragon before Peyrite was massive, nigh a hundred fifty feet long, not including its massive tail.

It looked him in the eyes, its face no more than ten feet from Peyrite. It stared with it's serpentine, yellow eyes, black slits in the middle, as it propped itself up on its four feet, not laying nor standing up fully. Peyrite said, "What do you want?", but the red dragon stay silent, a cold glare emanating from its eyes. Peyrite said, "Answer me!", and the dragon said, "Turn to your other form, and I will speak to you.". And so, Peyrite morphed into Excavenger to reason with the dragon.

Excavenger said, "Are you happy now?". With a sudden veneration, the dragon said, "Anyone would be so in your presence.". Excavenger rolled his eyes and said, "I'm flattered... who are you?". The dragon said in a fairly polite tone, "Ah, where are my manners? I am Photomoa, but I prefer to be called by my birth name, Vailus.". Excavenger said, "Why am I here?". Vailus said, "You wished to get the last gem, and I have it. But I wish to talk, little dragon.".

Excavenger, calm, said, "Okay, then speak.". Vailus said, "Not even the gems alone can destroy Axel. I have come, to help you in two ways. The first is this armor...". And Vailus put before Excavenger an ornate armor, much of which was gold. The shoulders where ridged and massive pauldrons, the neck part of an eodoric, many ornate bands for the upper arms, and ornate gauntlets of amethyst and onyx. and a stranger leg part, a lone greave and boot of onyx and amethyst, and lastly a long black warskirt.

Noting male warskirts had not been used for millenia, Excavenger said to Vailus, "How old is this?", to which the great dragon said, "No one is sure. It precedes the lineage of dragons, neither Raex nor Rayin came from it's era, and it's thought that somewhere between them and the First Genesis it was made.". Excavenger said, "Can I be unchained, that I may put it on?". The red dragon razed the chains, and Excavenger broke free of these restraints.

After he put on the armor, he morphed. He said as Peyrite, "I have humored you. Now, the gem.". Valius turned his face away, and said, "I hold no loyalty to you. Only Excavenger.". Peyrite said, "I am him.". The red dragon burst out in rage, and said, with a cold, merciless glare, "You are not him! You are just a pathetic excuse for a dragon!". Peyrite burst Valius with Meteo lightning, electrifying the beast to the core.

Peyrite said, "I have not traveled through pain, Naipham, and death to be stopped by you! Give the gem, ingrate!". Valius roared in pain, "Okay! Here!", as he dropped the gem, which Peyrite picked up and place it in his pocket. Vailus said, breathing heavy on the ground, "All I wanted was to serve Excavenger. I was too young back when you still were Excavenger. I never got a chance...", as tears rolled down his cheeks.

Peyrite said, "In the end, when I fight Axel, I will be as Excavenger. But know I am him.". Valius got up and said, "Let me take you back. There, it shall happen.". Peyrite said, "Let us leave, then.". Peyrite leapt upon Valius' back, and Valius took to the jaded night sky. As the great dragon flapped his mighty wings, and sailed through the air, Peyrite said, "How old are you, Valius?". Valius said, "I'm very young, only about 30,000.".

Peyrite said, "You must have been about 7,500 when I was Excavenger.". Valius said somberly, "More or less. Great Dragons younger than 12,500 could not fight in wars.". Peyrite said, "I'm sorry, then.". Valius responded, "It's okay, I got over it.". The dragon twinged in pain, and his muscles locked up, sending him smashing face first into a field. The great dragon cried in pain, saying, "You hurt me far more than needed.". Peyrite leapt down and said, "I was thinking I could not reason with you.".

The two trod on foot through the snow, for many miles were left on their sojourn in the blizzard. Peyrite said, "If not fighting, what did you do for so long?". Valius said, "My family were all murdered at 10,000. Not many centuries later, every one I knew was killed. All by Axel. I left, and hid in a dark cave, waiting in pain and solitude before trying to search for life. For I had walked the earth many years, waiting to hear a voice call me. Someone to ease my pain.".

Valius laid down, pained from his memories, and said, "I felt so cold and alone. No thing in my life held joy anymore. Any happiness would fade the moment I realized there was no one to share it with. I kept searching and walking, watching and waiting at the cliff, over the sea, that maybe someone would come. Nothing came. I went millenia without speaking to a soul, and it hurt to know everything I ever loved was dead.".

Peyrite said, "I am sorry for what happened.". Valius looked at Peyrite, with a melancholy expression, saying, "You are the first thing I've talked to in 17,000 years. I'm just happy to talk. I might as well tell you, as I have nothing to go back to. I haven't for 20,000 years. It is time.". Valius took his claw and ran it along his right forearm, making a deep cut. Out of it, he pulled a sword, nigh seven foot, yet three inches wide, and tossed it to Peyrite. Valius said, "Change form, please.".

Peyrite did so, appeasing the great dragon once more as he held the blade. Valius lay his head down, strongly fighting what emotion came. Excavenger then said, as he held the sword in his hand, "What do you ask of me though?". Valius said, "I give myself as a sacrifice, that my power may come to you. Combined with the Lenurashos, I shall be forged into a dragon of light, Levias. In your final battle, you shalt combine with the Levias, and have the power to destroy Axel. And so, I ask that you kill me.".

Valius turned to expose his belly, that Excavenger may stab his heart. Excavenger said, "I don't want to do this.". Valius said, no emotion in his voice, knowing his fate he had chosen, "I cannot be fixed. Long ago had I lost the will to live. Grant me peace, and the knowledge that I play a role in the greatest destiny, that time cannot erase. I only ask you kill me as Excavenger, that I may die by a worthy hand.". Excavenger said solemnly, "Very well", as he thrust the great blade into the dragon's heart.

The great dragon roared in pain, and as it's life slipped away, it said, "Reason, meaning, purpose, destiny... this you gave me.". Valius slowly closed his eyes, as he drifted painlessly into death, for he went into unconsciousness from the wound. Excavenger looked at him, as he called down the dragon Lenurashos, and bound their souls. As Levias rose from plume of fire and Valius faded from existence, Excavenger turned to the dragon.

Levias said in a loud, yet calm, voice, "The hour will come, Excavenger, that you shall fulfill destiny and change all time. But now, I leave.". Levias ascended to the heavens as rain slowly began to pour down in the world. Excavenger looked to the ground and said, "No greater love could be shown than a live given to save all. The ultimate sacrifice, and the ultimate act of heart. May Valius rest peacefully, may his life never be in vain.". Excavenger then turned to his normal form and walked slowly back home.

Peyrite said, "May Valius find the peace cruel circumstances could never give him. May he never be alone again.".

END OF CHAPTER XXX

BIATCH GOT SOME ARMOR NOW!

Next chapter might be a tad boring. You know, plot crap.

Will it have seckitiems?

Nope. That's not until after XL.

That's not too far away.

XI chapters away.

Yeah, no ****, Sherlock. Perhaps I need to just replace you with Watson, I mean, at least he's not a complete arrogant dick about it.

That's if it was XLI, I was planning on L originally.

Epic and sad :D

Next one coming probably tomorrow.

Chapter XXXI: Patience is Virtue

Peyrite walked in, and placed on the table the gems. Peyrite said, "The three. Combined with the other four. The dragon of light, procured. What final thing must be done?". Moasane approached Peyrite and said, "Hold out your arms.". Moasane mounted a hundred crystals, that of the blade he gave power to, on Peyrite's gauntlets. Due to the power of the shards, Peyrite spawned his clothes on top and sent the armor elsewhere in void for the moment, until the time was to come.

Peyrite said, "And when must I go?". Moasane said, "In ten days. When your power reaches it's zenith. You need every bit of power you can take.". Peyrite nodded, as he proceeded to rest for the night, as he had walked for days. Moasane said, "Peyrite, wait.". As Peyrite paused, he said, "Yes?", to which Moasane said, "If you don't come back... if Axel takes your life... I want you to know that I believe you truly are the most noble and honourable being to grace our presence.". Peyrite nodded solemnly, and proceeded to his quarters.

As Peyrite entered his bed, Amber came in, and came about to get in the other side.". The two looked each other in the eyes, and Amber said, "Don't go. I don't want to lose you.". Peyrite said, "If I don't go, we'll lose EVERYTHING. Existence will survive by the actions I take on that day, or die by the actions I did not.". Amber said, "Why must you leave me? I don't want to be alone again.". Peyrite said, "You won't be. I will not lose, I cannot afford to.".

Amber said to Peyrite, "All my life, I've been loved for looks. No one has ever cared for me for who I am, not even Malle. That's why I left him for you. I always tried to get him to care and he never did. You love me just for who I am, and no one ever asked you to.". Peyrite said, "I care because it's right. I love because it's right. I do what is right, no matter what is thought of me.". Amber said, "And that's what attracted me so powerfully to you. You care, you love, and you are honourable, and you don't have to be like that.".

Peyrite said, "And great a shame would it be if I died, that I be deprived of you, and you of me. That is my personal Naipham.". Amber smiled warmly, and then grew serious as she said, "Yet coy you remain. Ever so much. Why, why be coy, in your hour of peril?". Peyrite said, "Love ill-fostered is naught more than taking advantage of you. I would be no better than Malle if I was so selfish as to put such a desire above the ideal of a love pure, grown not of carnal desire but of heart.".

Amber said with a smile, "Coy as you may be, you provide good reason. It would be selfish on my side as well to rush this love, purely for my own desire.". And as the two formed an embrace, Amber said, "Don't forget, no matter what, that I'll always love you, in life and death.". Excavenger said, "I too love you. I love you for what you are, for who you are, and believe in my heart no greater beauty exists.". Amber, as they drifted to sleep, said softly once more, "I love you, Excavenger.".

The days rolled by slowly, that the hour of the last battle happen soon. It was on the ninth day, that final day, that Peyrite stood, and Moasane opened a portal on the moment the tenth came. Moasane said, "Go forth into the void, and let all destiny be fulfilled, that your hand hold the life of all. If you die, no hope is left.". Peyrite nodded, and changed into his armor as he walked through the portal, and came upon greatest Abyss.

Opposite great length away, stand from Peyrite on one of many Meteo lining the Abyss, Axel. He no longer resembled his former self, but was a beast of bloody sinew, dark blue vein, and muscle. Axel opened his eyes, yellow with sanguine red slits down the middle. He unfolded his beastly lone wing, a massive wing of made of metal, fifty foot long and thirty five high, a massive colossal artifact, monument to the ten foot tall Kaichvus, Axel.

He spoke in a wrathful and sick tone as blood dripped from his gape, "You have come, dragon. Come that I may kill you, and reign over all life.". Peyrite stood and said across the Abyss, "At this day, this battle, all destiny and life come, that I may destroy this evil for all time.". Axel laughed gutturally, and said, "Fool, your words are vapid. Nothing holds meaning and all is POWER. By my bloody claw, all life shall be razed. All shall die. Nothing appeases me, no tribute will I accept. I want DEATH.".

Peyrite and Axel took to air above them, Axel flapping his massive gargantuan wing. Peyrite took the gems, and as a glyph surrounded him all about, and the gems grew ten times their size, and encircle Peyrite like an atom. Peyrite said, "And all light and power cometh forth, that power true come...", as he drew all the power he could from the universe and existence as whole to him.

Peyrite said, "Time shall end all. Even me. Time shall now end you, demon.".

END OF CHAPTER XXXI

All that speaking of death, looks bad for Peyrite, or I just watch to much tv.

Axel has become very powerful. Being a Seven Soul, Axel is now nearly limitless in his capabilities. By his own nature, Excavenger can never exceed by his own ability the power of the weakest Seven Soul. Axel is one of the strongest now. The FOURTH strongest, the highest a being can go. For only the Three can surpass him.

Excavenger must use all his power, or he will die.

TO ARMS, BROTHERS, TO ARMS!

Yeah, I'm going to check the word count of this soon.

As of now, the entirety of W&M is almost 3 times as long as my longest book. It would equate to ninety pages, and would be a book proper as is. It's 30,393 words. It is also 172,721 characters of text.

All this time, I thought it was seeming rushed and short. But in all honesty, it's tremendous!

Chapter XXXII: Ultimata Sententia

As the gems howled around Peyrite, he raised his hand high, and summoned The Great Light Dragon, Levias. from void came skyward behind Peyrite, it's body emblazoned white fire and light, claws of great crystal, eyes a piercing cerulean, and wings massive and feathered. The dragon a mile wide, and half as tall, it loomed over the Abyss. Peyrite said in a deep, resonating voice, "Join this house together, thrice-sealed on sand, that light may make rock of time and power.". And Levias combined with Peyrite, to make a great Leviathan.

Leviathan stood, once the black scaled Peyrite, now a scales of holy light and flesh of white fire that crackled and blazed slowly in the windless Abyss. Leviathan had claws and fangs of light blue diamond, and eyes of pure deep sapphire, divided by slits of shining white. He had eight great wings of plumes of fire, feathered, and his wings were fifty foot long and seven tall. Leviathan said in a voice that deeply echoed into the Abyss, "Destiny has come. Light has come. Today, the great Kaichvus Axel dies.".

At these word, Axel swung his grotesque, large claw, and a massive tempest of darkness tore across the Abyss towards Leviathan. The dragon of light, Leviathan, put forth his hand and a great tunnel of mystic force emanated, waters of death and life made a cyclone and it drove through the tempest dark and destroyed it. Axel blasted across, and swung his claws as massive bands of fire sprayed from his hands, all at Leviathan, who dodged all with incredible ease.

Leviathan swung his claw, and shouted, "Kaainaingo!", as a massive wave of tonal energy and light engulfed miles about, pummeling Axel as this was repeated many times. Leviathan said, "Kein...", as a roaring pillar of flame emanated from him, and it blasted Axel backwards. As the gems wildly orbiting the plane of the glyph about Leviathan, Leviathan stretched his hand out, and bound Axel to a Great Glyph by his hands and feet.

Leviathan outstretched his arms to his sides, and said, "Let now, either your end be true, or shall all life end.". A massive surge of light surrounded Leviathan in a globe of howling gale and raining white fire. Fire and azure blood rose through the skin of Leviathan, as he said in a resonating voice, "All power come... come and fulfill...". At that moment, all power he had gathered had come forth, and the gems returned to size and embedded themselves on his armor, three on the eodoric and two on armbands, and two on his gauntlets.

And as all power came forth, the explosive energy so powerful as to darken the skies of all existence and send the void into a ferocious howling maelstrom of winds of breathing light, Leviathan summoned all this extraordinary power and all power he could possibly muster, and focused it into a massive roaring beam of pure light and holy energy that blasted forth for thousands of miles, shredding through the Kaichvus, Axel. Leviathan roared in fury, "And so it be! And so it be! That ALL is LIGHT!".

Upon these words, the beam exploded into an unbelievable and indescribable devastation of power, that the entirety of the Abyss was utterly destroyed as Axel was banished into Naipham so powerfully, that never again could he see day. As the devastation of the Abyss ensued, Leviathan turned to Peyrite, and Peyrite fell surrounded by raining fire to the ground, slamming into a field.

It was not until much later that the others found him. Amber, hoping he was okay, rushed to Peyrite and said, "Are you awake? Peyrite?", but no respond ensued. She felt his skin, and it was colder than ice, lifeless. She heard no breath come from him, and felt no pulse. Amber said to the others, "He's dead.". Moasane said, "I'm sorry. Every precaution that could be taken was taken. It was likely it would unfold like this, that he be the victor but it end up costing him his life. Now, we must go back.".

Amber did not go back, however. She remained in vigil, hoping that one day, a spark of life would come into Peyrite. That one day, the void now in her life would be filled. But she remained, as seasons rolled by. Others knowing she wouldn't leave, some people decided to care for the dragoness, that she would not die of starvation or thirst. No matter how people pleaded that, for her own health and safety, she just leave even momentarily, Amber remained equally as still as Peyrite, as if a statue.

The years slowly passed, and she remained, waiting with just as much hope that the smallest sign of life came into his body, that she could have her hope realized. Odd, it be, that she had not lost the will to live, but her very faith that he would come back to her gave her strength, reason to continue on in a life that no longer provided joy or happiness for her. After five years of waiting, she placed a ring around both of their fingers, on the left hand.

Somehow, despite the day in and day out status quo being that Peyrite no longer had life, Amber did this as a gesture. Perhaps she thought of it as the illusion of marriage, marriage to the concept of him and his life being once more. Perhaps it was a brutal denial of knowledge that he would never come back. But to Amber, it stood as a covenant, a covenant that she would remain loyal to him to the end of her days. A covenant that she never was to leave the side of him, the only one she felt undying love for.

All others moved on, and saw Amber as if she was in madness, that she so fervently cling to a long dead ideal. But she knew in her heart that her life had no purpose without him, for no other loved her. No one could ever replace him. Long ago did she stop shedding tears of sadness, now she only gazed in hope, her very life consumed by the remote possibility that he could ever come back.

Eight years had rolled by, and her stillness was so great that she was covered in the grasses that grew on her coat. For she would stay there forever, until she had been a relic long forgotten by time. She stay so isolated, that few even mentioned her anymore, and none beyond Moasane, Chyron, Spyro, Sange, and Malle, once Castaye and now redeemed, even remembered who she was. To the world, she was all but forgotten, but she still did not care.

A decade had since passed since Amber first stood vigil over Peyrite. The gentle vernal air blissfully blew about, and the field was soaked in dew. Long had Amber's mind, heart, and soul been lost to the world, she no longer had any other concern or care. Her muscles were much weaker, and she no longer had any thoughts on the outside world. Nothing existed to her, naught but the field she was in and Peyrite. Her life carried no other meaning. But then, all of that changed.

For Peyrite opened his eyes.

END OF CHAPTER XXXII

HE'S A ****ING ZOMBIE KILL HIM!

Remember, he's not exactly easy to kill. Nothing had succeeded before.

AIM FOR THE HEAD!

DOUBLE-TAP HIS AZZ WITH A 12 GAUGE!

Btw, why don't you post this to Fanfiction.net, you, SCF7, and I can start a.....I don't remember what it's called, I just know it's like an organization of writers where you can pick out staff members and stuff.

You want me to round up this massive behemoth and get it uploaded? I don't even have an account on the site! If you want it there, YOU upload it, and say it was written by another writer you know.

As for me? I'm not wanting to deal with endless loading.

It only takes awhile for me because my computer is ancient, it is mega-fast at everything but downloading and uploading.

Orrrrrrrrr, I can say that my username is used for the company as a whole, therefore, I wouldn't strictly be getting credit for it.

Good point. And it saves me time.

Well, I'd rather post it after you finish the story, it's much easier in terms of time-consuming. Because if not, I'll have to upload it one chapter at a time.

Yeah. Although, I'm not sure where it'll end. My fantasies have no set end, but the canon W&M concerns is drawing to a close. By tonight, the next chapter will be up.

Awesome.

It should end by Chapter XXXIV. It's wrapping up now.

Well, might as well advance the page.

And one more...