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The world around him had collapsed into a dark abyss, his body felt weighted down by an unexplained force. Wilhelm stood in the darkness with the glow of a familiar light. He walks towards the light as a presence calls to him. He stops and sees a man form out of the light, standing before him with a ghostly glow. Wilhelm recognizes the apparition and reaches out with a curious hand.

"Anshelm?" The ghost just observes him with a gloomy stare. Wilhelm studies his departed brother with uncertainty. 'I shouldn't be so amazed you are here, but why? Why do you appear now as you are? Have you not satisfied yourself?' Wilhelm sneers back with a cold gaze.

He reaches closer to the dead man restraining himself into an insincere smile. "Brother, is that really you?" When Wilhelm blinks, the darkness around him turns into a place long forgotten and the ghost had disappeared. He looks around to see a grand stone temple surrounded by vast vegetation on a scattered cloudy day. A gentle breeze blew across his cheeks, never moving the black and silver armor that he now adorned on his slender frame. Wilhelm looked around confused at the living memory he was trapped in, turning around to get a good view of the temple he once knew. 'The Temple of Life?'

"Brother what is- "Wilhelm's red eyes go wide with shock. In his late brother's place was the horrific sight of Yeshua. The young man not his usual self, but instead in his darker form. The Failsafe was a ghostly white, a clawed beast with red wings fluttering in the field. His body was covered with glowing red veins, contrasting with his soulless black pools for eyes. The beast had burst through the temple doors, covered in the blood of countless servants and priests. His bleak black pools stared into Wilhelm's shocked face like a primitive animal. 'This can't be, the Failsafe. The seals have been...'

The Failsafe falls forward when a woman with flowing white hair tackles him to the ground. "I finally have you, you filthy creature!" She shouts.

"Melvina!" Wilhelm yells at the memory.

"See yourself for who you are, you little monster!" Melvina cackles as she pulls him into a headlock on the ground, trying to choke the demented young man. The Failsafe struggles with the woman who had him at her mercy. She goes on to taunt the beast, satisfying her sadistic tendencies.

"A child of endless chaos, created by the goddesses of life and death, a slave to the wanton destruction of this universe," Melvina growls. "Look at you, you forsaken creature of GOD." Melvina laughs at the blank faced monster that was pinned under her. Wilhelm has no time to stop the woman as she goes in for the kill shouting,

"A CREATURE LIKE YOU DESERVES NO MERCY!"

Wilhelm could hear the Failsafe's hand impaling into someone's chest. He opens his eyes to see his sister on the ground away from the Failsafe. She gets up with a snarl, and then gasps when she sees Anshelm in front of the Failsafe. Blood trickled from his back and lips.

Anshelm slumps forward into the Failsafe's embrace, whispering into the beast's ear. His mysterious words Wilhelm could not hear, but somehow what he said brought the Failsafe to his senses. The Failsafe had finally turned back into Yeshua, confused and frightened. His eyes stare in horror at the lifeless Anshelm, who lay in his lap, covering Yeshua's robes with crimson. Wilhelm walks up to the horrified Yeshua to comfort him, putting a hand on his shoulder. "I'm so sorry," He says to the memory. The man looks down at his brother, but gasps at the sight of another body lying before him. In his brother's place, he sees Lydia lying in Yeshua's lap. She was wearing his brother's armor, and her chest covered in blood from a gaping wound. Behind him were the calm steps of a woman with blood colored eyes as he hears his brother's voice saying, 'I cannot be…'

Wilhelm is surprised by a firm embrace from behind him and the voice of an older woman whispering in his ear. "Valiant knight who forgot his oath. You stand upon the precipice of destiny uniting the seals that maintain order. Lay down your head upon my altar, as offerings to the beast."

His claret eyes went wide as dozens of red lights ensnare him in a painful swarm. He becomes plagued with the flashing visions again of what he saw in the compass, the man stifling his screams of agony before he jolts awake from his nightmare in a now well-lit bedroom. Wilhelm recognized the bedroom as his own, the minimalist furniture covering the abode with dark colors. He focused his blurry vision on the scarlet red blob sitting by his bedside until his vision cleared.

"Master Wilhelm! Are you alright?" Kevin was sitting by his side, appearing surprised by the man's sudden wakefulness. Wilhelm looks over to the Red testament with confusion.

"W-winnecot?"

"Welcome back, sir." Kevin sighed with relief. Wilhelm rubs his face, still overcome with lethargy. "You look like you got slugged by KOSMOS, what the hell happened to you last night?"

"I suppose it was one of my more powerful visions that did me in," Wilhelm grumbled in embarrassment. "It's been a while since I had one of those."

Kevin despite all the spectacular things he had seen since becoming a Testament, had the sudden air of skepticism for his master's claim. He scoffs at the idea Wilhelm was bluffing to deny feeling weak. "A vision made you have a seizure? Really?" Wilhelm narrows his eyes at him.

"That Compass of mine can really pack a punch when it wants to, all those ripples within the flow of possible events. But my vision…soon something will happen that may change the course of our production." The red eyed man steadies himself on the bed, waiting until he felt ready to get up again. He feels a red gloved hand on his forehead, the CEO glaring at the Red Testament from his spot. "Um, sorry, sir. I thought you were running a fever. You're sure you don't want to rest a little longer?" Wilhelm swats his hand away, ignoring his concern.

"I ask that you reframe from treating me like a child. Now, what happened while I was out?" Wilhelm asked.

"Well Margulis is still a gullible dumbass, the Federation and Ormus are still trying to destroy each other, some of your employees at Vector think you're a vampire, and Albedo is still Albedo." Kevin summarized.

"Good, nothing seemed to have changed then." Wilhelm took a cleansing breath in and jumped from his spot on the bed. Kevin follows the man out of the room as Wilhelm adjusts his suit jacket. "Um, there's also something else that has occurred while you were out. I don't think we anticipated this though," Kevin stammers trying to warn the man. "What would that be?" Wilhelm asked.

"You have a visitor," Kevin said as they walked toward the office.

"And that would be- "Wilhelm's voice trails off when looking inside the office to see a feminine version of him sitting in the visitor's chair by his desk. She had flowing long white hair, with eyes like rubies, and a dark hospital uniform from one of her labs. The albino woman sat cross-legged in the office staring daggers at the other Testaments watching her. Particularly at Albedo, who kept making faces at her while she waited. Melvina turns her gaze to her brother as he enters the room.

"Well look who decided to wake from his beauty sleep," She sneers.

"Melvina, what a pleasant surprise this is. To what do I owe the pleasure?" Wilhelm's monotone voice asked with fake authenticity.

"I believe you have something that belongs to me."

"I have no idea what you are talking about."

"You liar! I know damn well you have it, you little snake. Hand over my disc," Melvina jumped from her chair. Her manicured finger stabs at his chest with an accusatory point.

"Why would I need a disc?" Wilhelm scoffs with an innocuous tone. The Testaments sit by on the sidelines, feigning ignorance while their master sits down quietly at his desk.

Rather than letting her brother's poker face infuriate her, she takes a few breaths in to calm down. The woman maintains her focus with confronting him. "Brother, no games today. We both know you're hiding something from Mother," Melvina said. The Testaments go quiet in the background, ceasing their whispering. Wilhelm continues to maintain a calm façade.

"When were you going to tell me about her?" Melvina angrily asked.

Wilhelm remained vigilant in his silence, while the Red and Black Testament appearing disappointed their efforts were found out quickly.

"Honestly, I'm not mad. Just disappointed in your actions," Melvina frowned. Her face didn't appear disappointed for long, a wicked smile forming as she leans forward onto the desk. Feeling proud she had caught her brother; she proceeds to look Wilhelm directly in the eyes and gives her own sales pitch.

"If you want my advice, Wilhelm, you have two options."

"I never wanted your advice." Wilhelm replied, causing Melvina's eye to twitch excessively.

"You have TWO options. Number one, deliver Mother the Failsafe as promised and go about your business. Or number two...you come clean about your little secret."

"Huh?" The three Testaments shush Albedo and continue to listen in.

"I know you've been hiding her. Did the two of you, strike a deal behind Mother's back? I always saw the way you and Anshelm looked at Angeles. Look but never touch," Melvina giggles in a low voice while the Testaments scowl at her.

"Ahhhhh, but what would be the point in you keeping her away from the Matriarch? You're not the type to fall into this ridiculous notion of 'love'. Could it be shame? Or perhaps…?" Melvina glares at her stoic brother with ice in her veins.

"You would be a dead man if that traitor bared you a child. Of course, I'm sure Mother would look the other way for her favorite. I mean, you would have the best excuse EVER! Mother has been waiting on a new squire for fifty years. But would you go and let the servant run off with it? Or perhaps you just kill it like the last one," The insensitive woman hisses. Wilhelm just stares coldly at his sister, choosing not to say a word.

"Whatever, it wouldn't matter to Mother." Melvina folds her arms with indifference. She turns her gaze to the Testaments, who scowl at her. The four men ready to fight under their master's order, while Melvina in a cocky moment chuckles and grins at Wilhelm.

"Don't worry, I wouldn't tell her. You should be the one; after all, this is your mess to clean up."

Melvina plays with her long white hair pondering over her brother's secretive nature. She hated how he always made her guess everything he was planning. "I know you are still sore about what happened fifty years ago, brother. But you can't blame Mother for your own sins. If what I assume is true…and this 'hypothetical' bastard of yours isn't speculation, then you know what you must do. A replacement knight has been something Mother has been trying to accomplish for a long, LONG time." The siblings stare at each other like ferocious tigers, their wills clashing like many times before. Melvina sneers at the stubborn Wilhelm, her arrogant smile straining. She huffs and reaches into her brother's suit pocket, magically pulling up her lost disc.

"You're no fun, brother. I can't take back what's mine without taking jabs at you first." She flips her hair after placing the disc into her lab coat pocket. The woman lets out a humph glaring at her brother and his puppets. "Just remember, whatever you are hiding, she will know the truth eventually," Melvina fades out of the office continuing to pout as she disappears.

Wilhelm and the Testaments watch her in silence, the Testaments looking at each other with uncertainty. The albino man remains expressionless; his mind already moving the chess pieces around for his sister's challenge.

"Well...fuck. Looks like we've been found out. Good thing you brownnosers tampered with that disc already," Albedo speaks up.

"Master Wilhelm, what was Melvina referring to when she said 'squire'?" Virgil asked. Wilhelm sat quietly reflecting on the possible moves his sister would make, red eyes narrowing as he contemplates new variables entering his schema. Kevin calls his name, the four waiting for him to speak again. Wilhelm gets up from his seat and motions to the window brooding.

"I didn't have the heart to admit it wasn't planned," he finally replies. The man watches the window before glancing back at them. "Do you recall my tale about what happened sixteen years ago? The deal I made with Angeles?"

"Um yeah, but you were telling the story while downing a bunch of scotch and," Virgil replied when Kevin nudges him to stop his sentence. Wilhelm lets out a heavy sigh, continuing to be a brooding pretty boy.

"Lydia is one of many 'creations' the Matriarch has dubbed 'squires'. For centuries, the Matriarch has been trying to create another knight using our genetic link, though her purpose for this is uncertain to me. Her countless attempts to create a knight have been unsuccessful...the Matriarch's obsession with this has lasted through the test of time. An obsession over Nephilims that deeply concerns me..." Kevin could see his master eyes darken at the mention of the Matriarch.

"Master, I don't understand. Why not just tell the Matriarch about the child? Wouldn't it keep her off our radar for the Eternal Recurrence? I mean, if the lady is obsessing over grandchildren so badly-"

"You would think so, but..." Wilhelm's voice trails off before turning around, his face appearing more troubled by that vision.

"...I don't trust her. The Matriarch and I are no different from each other, we both take pleasure in controlling things from behind the scenes. I am grateful for her giving me life, bestowing upon me such powers...but I would not trust her with my own creation."

His minions listen quietly, while Wilhelm starts to stare at the Compass of Order and Chaos. "That vision, I can only speculate it involves Yeshua. Something is trying to corrupt the system set for the Failsafe and activate Anima's power. If I or the others were to be indisposed...well it would leave no one to reign in the discord he could potentially bring."

Wilhelm watched the window of the ship with a stoic look in his eyes, his mind riddled with wandering ideas on how to stop his vision from occurring.

"Depending on the next move I make, we may see speculation become reality."