And it continues...

"Why do you stare at me like that?"

Ugo started, licking his blue lips nervously. The stares of Sinbad's Djinns were extremely unnerving not to mention Sinbad's own piercing gaze. How long had it been since he'd lost himself? Since Sinbad had switched their ranks? He couldn't remember. It was always so hard to think after Aladdin left and then shaking off David's illusions wasn't all that easy either.

Sinbad cocked his head, his purple hair shifting into his face.

His head was fuzzy and it was still hard to string some thoughts together but even he knew…

"Those Rukh you brought…"

Those golden eyes became sharp, dangerous. Ugo twitched. Maybe it was better if he didn't say?

"What about them?"

"You- I… They were Hakuto Ren, weren't they? The man you called Raven," Ugo mumbled.

"That's right," Sinbad said. His smile was more teeth than emotion. Ugo had to blink and look away. He need to get his bearings back. Even as God he deserved to know. No one deserved the loneliness. Ugo knew that; felt it very strongly in fact.

"You… he changed, right? After you… after..."

How could Sinbad be so cruel? No, he wasn't cruel just self assured of the wrong information. Ignorant. Mistaken.

"You'll never get him back," the djinn blurted unconsciously.

His world warped, thinning and growing heavy. Sinbad's gold burning eyes were growing larger and larger, his form growing amorphously.

"I am God. I control the rukh. Of course I-"

"Not his. Never his," Ugo cut in softly. "He was an anomaly. A true Singularity. Wasn't even supposed to exist. Anything he did… changed the flow."

Sinbad was staring at him now, eyes wide, mouth parted. Shock and a horrid realization was brimming in his halcyon orbs.

"It was never intentional, even I could see that. He could change things for the good or the better but he didn't know what he was doing. He was just living. Still, I don't know where he came from- could never figure it out. What you did when you rewrote the rukh… it shouldn't have affected him. Nothing I did was able to and yet…"

The King turned God physically staggered back a step, his hand reaching for the jar he kept safely tucked at his side. He yanked it out -gently but swiftly- and stared at the grey crumbling birds that represented Hakuto Ren.

"No," he gasped. "No this wasn't- you said you wouldn't- how could-! What is happening!?"

Ugo was staring too. That was new. He'd never seen anything like it. Even in death he was a singularity.

Sinbad glared, harsh lines carving his face into a menacing mask that made the djinn quiver where he sat. What was he supposed to say? Why did he even bring this up? He could have just left it and claimed ignorance.

"I don't know," he squeaked. "I don't know. Everything that he was responded differently to the world than everyone else!"

Arba, who had been standing farther back watching the world with the others, turned her attention to the distraught God. She blinked in surprise her dark eyes taking in the strange occurrence still happening in the jar.

"Was that my son?"

Ugo startled, shifting away as the spirit glided closer to, the now panicking, Sinbad.

"Um, oh yes. He was, wasn't he?"

"Oh my this looks familiar."

Sinbad paused, turning his eerily intent gaze over to them. Ugo shivered again and was peripherally aware of Arba doing the same.

"This looks familiar? When did you see this before Arba?"

She leaned a little closer to the glass, after getting permission. "This is the exact opposite of what I saw when he was born. We all believed him to be stillborn. He had no rukh, no breath, and no heartbeat. But I watched as little particles starting forming their own rukh, grey and partially crumbly. Even as a child his rukh was grey. I had thought at the time he was a gift from him. A child to help bring him back. Why else would I be gifted with a half-fallen newborn?"

Sinbad frowned, a furrown forming between his brows as he pulled the jar close to his chest a hand coming up to cover it. He sighed, "He couldn't be half fallen. None of my mages saw anything but white rukh."

Arba snorted bitterly, "Oh I know. As he grew older his rukh turned whiter. By the time he was five he was like any normal child."

"So he came like that," Ugo gestured to the jar, "and now he's leaving like that."

Sinbad's face twisted into a snarl for a brief moment before falling despondent. His eyes fell closed and even his hair seemed to droop along with the rest of his body.

"We have visitors, my King," Furfur announced still gazing into the seeing portal.

The God tsked, his entire countenance steeling, and carefully tucked away the jar.

"Come Arba," his command was coated in a layer of frost.

Ugo swallowed harshly, his hands digging and pulling at his dark blue hair. Why had he said anything?

Sinbad had only one regret as he turned his back on his world to protect it. The jar he had so carefully handled was empty by the time Alibaba convinced Kougyoku to fight with him even against what her own heart was saying. That kid… He would definitely help to bring the world into a brighter future. The power of Unity was strong after all.

It was better this way. Fighting off David so the world could go on. Sacrificing himself for the Greater Good.

'Greater good… You can take that sentiment and shove it up your ass oh mighty King.'

Tears burned his eyes even as he never let his smile waver. Raven had meant so much to him. This was okay, right? Maybe he'd even get to see him however unlikely that sentiment.

'Oh would you stop being such a fool.'

Hm, having his rukh overtaken was particularly painful. Not like he couldn't return the sentiment and keep the battle going for quite a long while but… he was tired. Bone deep weary and ready to just move on. Or be erased from existence, that worked too.

'Oh for the love of-'

Sinbad closed his eyes.

And opened them again in a blindingly white expanse of space to irritated green eyes glaring down at him.

The King turned God gaped.

'You have always been a hard headed moron but this is just ridiculous.'

His lips didn't move but he could hear him just fine. This was-This had to be him! Even with the changes it was definitely his Raven!

Sinbad shot to his feet and reached out to glomp the other in the strongest bear hug he could manage.

He buried his nose in the shorter, much messier, locks and breathed in the scent of… nothing. There was no scent, no warmth from his body, it didn't even feel like he was holding anything. He backpedaled and stared.

No, he was still there. The look on his face (His features were more planed than before and he was sporting a golden tan) had softened, his green eyes (though shaped a little differently were still the same) glowing brighter in sympathy.

'Oh Sinbad, you silly King.' He stepped forward and reached out to cup his cheek with a hand. It still felt like nothing which was quite unsettling and emotionally painful. 'It's because I'm not truly here on the same plane you are. If I was, well, let's just say you wouldn't be quite as happy to see me. I've been told my true presence is disquieting.'

"True…?"

'As I'm sure you learned from Ugo I was never part of your world's flow. I only integrated myself into it.'

Then what was he? Sinbad only wanted to understand. Only wanted to be with him forever.

'Hakuto Ren was never supposed to exist. I felt- No I needed to say goodbye. Stabbing me was really rude you know.' The king felt his heart clench. 'But you did it with, hm, I wouldn't say the best intentions, but certainly ones aimed towards fixing the mess you created in the first place. So I forgive you.'

"No," he mumbled desperately his hand reaching up to clasp the one still on his cheek. Even if he couldn't feel it he would never let go. Could never let go. "You promised. You can't go. Don't say- I don't want to hear it from you. You promised. I won't let you go. Not like last time."

He could feel it. It would be final. He would not accept that.

"I became a God for you-"

'Don't lie. You became a god to satisfy your human greed. You believed you were a messiah sent to guide the people,' Raven snorted. Despite his harsh tone, his green eyes were sparkling with mischief. 'You aren't the first and I doubt you'll be the last. Humans are human after all, even if they somehow become a divine being of some sort. I'm no different after all.'

What?

Raven chuckled, clasping his free hand around Sinbad's chin. He dragged the man down (and wasn't that strange sensation) placing a chaste kiss on his lip. Sinbad gulped, eyes wide. He had felt the briefest of touches for a moment but with it came the feeling of icy hands wrapping around his neck. Raven smiled apologetically.

'Not very pleasant I know,' he shrugged.

"No. No if that is how I stay with you then-"

'Sin. You can't. No one can. Not even the gods.'

Raven looked very old then and so very lonely. Sinbad clenched his hand around the other's wishing he could feel the thin fingers and smooth skin.

'We're getting off track. I've barely said what I want to and I only have a limited amount of time. This wasn't an easy favor to complete, you know.'

"No," he growled.

'Yes,' Raven hissed, his soft smile twisting into a frown. 'You will let me say my piece Sinbad before I never have the chance to again.'

The purple haired king winced as the icy feeling appeared again.

'I love you. Sinbad, I will always love you for eternity. You carved a place in my heart that will never fade. For that I'm grateful. The bonds that I forge are the only things that keep me moving forward.

I will send you back to your world where you can help build a prosperous land that is open to everyone, just as you've always dreamed. Maybe keep the greedy conquering out of it this time, hm? You always were a stubborn fool. Maybe now you will actually listen to people's opinions now instead of being so afraid of change that you isolate yourself.'

It wasn't exactly pleasant to hear his negative traits from his lover's lips, or wherever he was hearing them from considering those petal soft lips had yet to actually form words. Still, it wasn't that he didn't want to hear it. If anything he'd rather it be from Raven than anyone else. Everything just sounded so final that it was making his heart pound and his lungs constrict.

'Sinbad I want you to find love and happiness. Please don't destroy yourself for my sake.'

"How can I not," he cried. His other hand clenching around the fist he still had wrapped around the pale hand.

'By focusing on the other bonds you have. By allowing yourself to be open and not so guarded.'

"Raven…"

'It's Harry by the way. My real name. Hakuto was given to me by my mother on that world. Raven and Nanashi by you. But Harry is the name I was first born with.'

"Harry… I don't think it suits you as much."

Rav-Harry burst out into laughter, the sound reverberating through his soul and uplifting his mien.

'Hm, oh that felt good,' he giggled. 'You're still as silly as ever. Sinbad I will miss you.'

"Wait no! I didn't get to-"

"Uncle Sinbad!"

He groaned twisting his face away from the light.

"Whoah! Is that really him!?"

He blinked a few times, trying to adjust his eyes, while he processed the sensory overload. There was dirt and maybe grass beneath him. The air was warm but not stifling and there was a gentle breeze blowing against his skin. Going from absolutely nothing to this was disorienting.

"It's the idiot King for sure. Only he would sprawl in the middle of the road like that."

The sun was shining brightly and Sinbad completely blamed it for the tears rolling down his face.

"Oh my, that does look like him doesn't it. How unfortunate."

The voices were getting closer and he could hear his name in their excited chatter but he needed to take these few moments to…

He sighed, feeling his chest contract as the air left him in a great woosh. Then he was dogpiled by Aladdin and Alibaba, the both of which had tears of joy rolling down their cheeks. He swallowed harshly, feeling his own traitorous eyes start acting up again as he wrapped his arms around the two not bothering to move otherwise even if they were crushing him.

Maybe. Just maybe he could live.

AN: Goodness that happened! You can thank Phantom Arcana for inspiring me with their fantastic idea that they left in the reviews.

Probably not quite as much explaining as everyone would like but that's life. Not everything gets explained unfortunately. If anyone caught it there are hints about the mystery information (Besides the obvious possible Master of Death thing) especially why Sinbad was able to affect Harry when Ugo was not able to~

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