Sunoom Chapter 18: Dneherpmoc Ot, a kyo kara maoh!/今日からマ王！ fanfic

BloodyPinkRose – Sad times, change of plans, this is the last chapter however there will a sequel called 'Moonus' which should be up fairly soon and will be around ten chapters long, it will be much darker but still Shinou/Murata/Daikenja. Thanks especially to Lady Angela von Spitzberg because seriously I have never had such a reviewer that has determination to make – encourage even – a writer to pick up their story again and you have definately helped. I don't own KKM and thanks for the reviews, favourites, alerts, etc.

This chapter is really messed up just so you know and the chapter is To comprehend but its written backwards because everyone clearly doesn't understand whats happening, things get reaaaaally dark in this chapter and will continue into the start of Moonus but it will get lighter. Thanks for reading and I hope you'll all enjoy Moonus.

Chapter Eighteen: Dneherpmoc Ot

"Yuudai ..."

The whispery voice almost woke him up, he was trapped in the middle, in limbo. He was neither awake nor asleep but the voice called somewhere deep inside him. He sat up; eyes closed; and jumped down from the high beam he was standing on.

"Yuudai ..."

His head cocked to the side almost innocently and a childlike smile took to his face,

"I'm coming father, let me just get Daiyuu, we'll come together," Yuudai muttered sleepily as he swayed forward almost like a drunken person, the body felt heavy and he struggled to control it. As he slowly swayed down the corridor Yozak was exiting his room to enter Conrad's now that he was certain everyone was asleep.

At the sight of the swaying other twin he narrowed his eyes and watched. When he felt the strange energy around he drew his sword and cautiously followed, Yuudai was going in the same direction of Gunter and Gwendal's room; it may not have been his destination but Yozak would need their help.

"No need to disturb your bother, come quickly your mother and I wait, we have much to discuss ..."

Yuudai swayed a little faster, his eyes fluttered as a hint of recognition came to mind but it was quickly snuffed and his eyes relaxed; remaining closed. "Of course father, I'm coming."

'Papi?' A young girl voice

He groaned lightly

'Papi?!' A different young girl voice

'Maman' This time a shy child's voice

He covered his eyes with his hands, the bright sunlight was penetrating through his eye lids and he wasn't much impressed, he rolled onto his stomach, the soft grass inviting him back into the sleeping world.

'Is your Papi sleeping again?'

A giggle brought him more into consciousness, who the hell was Shinou talking to?

'Father, Tell them not to call him Papi or Maman, he is Papa right?' this time it was a young male voice.

'Haru leave your sisters alone, now all of you scat your Papi is tired right now'

Murata opened his eyes and turned around, he frowned when he saw the blurry outlines of five people, one much taller than all the rest. Shinou was the taller one, he could tell by the shocking blonde
hair. The Original king chuckled and helped Murata up before enfolding him in his stronger arms.

'You were meant to take the children into the town,' He smiled nuzzling against Murata's sun warmed cheek.

The four children joined in the hug, not at all bothered by their parents snuggling together.

"Children? Shinou, I don't understand. I haven't had any children yet !" Murata backed out of the embrace and looked at them all like they were aliens. They certainly looked like him and Shinou but it
couldn't be right, he was still pregnant, in fact he was three months pregnant how could he have already given birth.

How could they be so old already?!

'Maman?! How could you! Don't you love us why are you joking like this?!" This child was the smallest of them all, she was about ten years old, long silky blonde locks that tickled her child thin thighs, and the brightest blue eyes that could almost rival Shinou, she was very beautiful.

Shinou frowned at him, even the original king himself looked odd, older and more tired.

'Baby are you well? Hikari your Papa is just playing with you, he didn't mean to hurt you,' Shinou stepped forward his hand out stretched but Murata stepped back, terror laced in his eyes. What the hell was going on?! This wasn't his Shinou and he didn't know who these children were but they weren't his!

Shinou's frown increased and he seemed very confused but retracted his hand, his husband was obviously very distressed and Shinou didn't want to scare him any more than he obviously was. His Azalea had been prone to moments of memory loss at times so all they had to do was lightly feed him the information.

'Baby, these are our children,' He spoke slowly, 'Hikari is our oldest child, Haru is our second child,-' He paused to point to the boy, he was standing in front of another of the young unidentified girls. He had unruly black hair with blonde tips and duo coloured eyes, one blue and the other black. '-Our third child Tsukiko-'she was an almost copy of Murata himself but with stormy blue eyes with brown specks and long midback black hair. '-and finally Natsuki-' he finished pointing to the girl half hiding behind Haru, black hair cut into a bob, frameless rounded glasses covering dark navy eyes.

Murata didn't move and didn't speak, nothing was adding up. These were the names that Yuudai had come up with but he didn't know these people, he was still pregnant! He knew he was! It was only natural that the children he birthed were double blacks, it was a prominent feature, this couldn't be them!

'Come now Baby, everything is alright, take my hand we'll go inside and all will be well'

Murata didn't fail to notice that now even the four children were looking at Shinou, their 'father' strangely. Shinou never called him 'baby' like that. Never in that context, Murata took another step backwards and clenched his fists behind his back, this could be a dream for all he knew.

'Take my hand ... NOWWW ' the sudden roar made him jump and it was then he knew that this wasn't his Shinou, he just didn't know who, or what it was.

'Run Papa!' Haru yelled brandishing his sword and lunging for the man posing as their father, Tsukiko backed him up, she pulled out a book and began yelling out words that made little to no sense to
Murata but he was too confused to give it much thought.

Natsuki and Hikari ran towards him, Natsuki grabbed his hand and began running, forcing him to follow with her and Hikari took out her own sword and followed behind them ready to take her brothers place as their Papa's protector should he and Tsukiko fail.

Shinou woke with a start at the cry of anger, he let out a startled yelp and ducked just in time to miss getting his block chopped off. Yozak, Conrad and Gwendal filled into their room with their swords drawn and their faces knitted in concentration. "What?!" Shinou asked rolling both him and Murata; who was squirming way too much for a person that was sleeping calmly.

"We aren't entirely sure but you might like to hear that its your brother that almost took your head" Gunter chirped from the door flicking through a book, he hadn't heard of something like this happening before. Yozak had burst into their room as they were getting ready for bed and explained how Yuudai was muttering to himself about his father.

Shinou scowled and heaved Murata into his arms as quickly and carefully as he could, it wasn't helpful that Yuudai could go through walls at will, they had no idea where he was going to come from, then it came to him at the same time they head another unmanly scream.

"YUURI!"

They stuck their heads out the door and weren't surprised to see the king himself running full pelt down the corridor towards them with the accustomed thong and a shirt with a familiar blonde not far behind him in a baby pink nighty. "What is going on?!" Yuuri yelled his expression almost comical but he and Wolfram didn't stop where the others were, they kept running.

Shinou, Conrad, Yozak, Gunter and Gwendal exchanged looks of confusion until the royal chamber wall was knocked through and a large concession of floating, sparkling purple horses were being manipulated toward them by a madden version of Yuudai laughing manically. Their expressions also soon turned comical as they ran after the retreating king and his fiancé.

"We have to spilt up!" Gwendal ordered from the middle of the retreating group, they were too much of a target where they were and Shinou needed to get Murata somewhere safe, he was over half way in his pregnancy and to be being jostled around as he was despite how careful Shinou was being, it wouldn't be good for the children.

It was agreed that Yuuri would head for Gisela and Wolfram would head for his mother, they would wait until things had cleared and then get ready for attack out front. Yozak would head for Adalbert and his gang and Gunter would head for Raven when they had gathered they would head out front.

Gwendal, Conrad and Shinou were going to hold off as long as they could out front, while Conrad and Gwendal began the frontal attack, Shinou was going to find somewhere to keep Murata safe for
when Gisela could join them and then join in helping but making sure he had Murata covered.

He had a feeling he knew what was going on.

"What is going on? Where am I and who is that?" Murata asked desperate to catch his breath and when he looked down he wasn't surprised to see that instead of being flat, he was still carrying his
babies. The two girls looked at him and then his stomach before smiling softly.

'We aren't really sure about anything but I think that you know who we are, in your heart even if you don't believe your sight. Things have been fun up till now Papa and now things are going to get dangerous. These are dangerous times and we will protect you and in turn you must protect us!" Hikari told him seriously resting her hands on his stomach and gently stroking.

"I'm not sure that I understand," Murata replied to them honestly, he began to calm down to his usual self once he got his breath back and at the fact that he could still feel his other children, feel them and hear them. He just felt like everything was going to be alright.

'That man was our grandfather, a pathetic copy but our grandfather and he is here. We will not be conceived if he isn't stopped!" Tsukiko told them quietly as she walked over, her brother's arm flung around her neck. Haru laughed, it was a loud belly aching sound.

'That sounds so cliché! That old timer is going to kill father if we can't stop him but no only will he kill father but he will also kill uncle Yuudai and many of the others that we love!' Haru laughed again, he was making himself sound cliché too and it was pretty lame despite the fact it was serious.

Murata frowned,

'Yuudai can't die he is immortal!"

Tsukiko sighed, 'He will not physically be dead but mentally he will be, Haru is going to capture him and torture him in return for the pain that he went through thousands of years ago! Papa no matter what anyone says we must be there, we must be at that battle and be born on its blood stained fields, you must be strong Papa!'

Murata's eyes watered, he didn't understand what was happening at all, his feelings and emotions were all over the place, he felt as if he was going to lose something very soon. He wanted Shinou, where was he, the stupid fruit lover had basically promised that he wouldn't leave.

The four children placed their hands on their Papa's larging stomach and smiled at him before closing their eyes, 'You're going to be a great co-ruler Papa!' they seemed to speak in unison and from that moment to the moment that Murata blinked he was looking at much older versions of 'his' children.

They smiled and him and ran back into the line of danger as a roar of anger rose up from where they were before.

'Protect him by all costs!'

A husky laugh echoed from the high walls around Blood Pledge Castle, the man held his stomach and jiggled his legs as mirth spread through him from head to toe. This was so much fun, they actually through that they could split up and hide from his horses. He hadn't been the master conjurer for nothing!

"Stop playing around Haru, Yuudai is fighting us and as much as I'd like to think that my scrawny son is weak he will eventually break our hold with all the struggling he is causing, we are here to set the terms and then we will leave; they will be annihilated but I refuse to fight without honour!"

The thin, grey skinned Conjurer rolled his eyes and jumped down from the wall to join the mammoth of a man, he must have been one hell of a warrior in his time, the man was a beast and a half. Haru was thin with what would be called a swimmers body but this guy could snap him and probably a freaking boulder in half!

Haru looked at the striking man besides him, "What exactly is your plan? How are you going to tell them" he asked casually and the man narrowed his eyes at the warlock (as he liked to called all male magic users that were human) he had more than enough plans and he wasn't going to tell this pukey thing all of them to babble to the world.

"The point of taking over Yuudai is to ensure they will not sense me as I ensnare the mind of that talented double black, he will be able to distract them enough. They will have two months to raise their army and then this pathetic world is mine and next will come Earth. The Maou knows how to get there and I will keep him alive if I must in order to get there! I cannot wait to have that maggot's
neck under my thumbs; he will suffer for what he put me through!"

Haru's eyes narrowed,

"That's all fine and dandy but leave Yuudai to me, we have a score to settle and he won't be dying any time soon. Besides he's immortal so I guess I'll lend him to you every once in a while when I'm not busy with him as long as you don't break him that is, the one thing that attracted me – well the two things that attracted me – were his beautiful looks and his spirit. Take those away and he is nothing!"

The man completely ignore him,

"If you have finished playing around, I want you to lead them here now, we must make sure they hear the set terms and then I wish for you to prepare our departure. You may not be the smartest person I have ever met and I don't understand what my idiotic son saw in you but I think that even you can do those."

Haru resisted the urge to flip the large man off when he realised the repercussions if he were caught. He conjured a lift back up to the wall in time to miss the next guard change and went back to his playing around. No wonder his Yuudai was such a grouch, with a father like that and all.

Yuuri ignored the sweat pouring down the back of his neck and ignored the looks of confusion from the servants and guests around the castle as they stuck their heads out their rooms to see why the king was whispering loudly to himself running down the corridor and why there was the sound of a mystical horse chasing him.

"Giesela! Giesela!" Yuuri yelled loudly picking up speed when the sound of the horse following after him picked up, said medic opened the door to her room further down and poked her head out, yawning and rubbing her eyes and when she saw the sight in front of her; her eyes widened and she slammed her door shut.

Yuuri cried out in incredulous shock and had to run past his door, he almost began to panic when he noticed that the path in which he was following was reaching a dead stop, what the hell was he going to do now that had happened.

"Heads up Yuuri-Sama!"

"We have this covered"

"Dive for cover Heika!"

The three female voices coming from where he had just run from reached him loud and clear. With reflexes that would have made Conrad proud he dived as if trying to reach home before he was caught out or something. He knotted into a ball and placed his hands over his head.

What he wasn't expecting were three simultaneous yells and then sounds of frying pans impacting something hard. A horse cried and then all was silent except the quiet murmurs of those with their sleepy heads still peeking around their bedroom doors.

Yuuri stood to thank his savoir and almost had a seizure when he noticed it was the three head maids that had saved his life, Lasagna, Sangria and Doria each with fierce expressions on their faces that were slowly receeding and the frying pans and pots which had obviously been their weapons of choice.

Yuuri chortled in pure nervousness and anxiety of the whole situation, the purple mystic horse was gone and he was sure that this was going to be a rumour that would have spread all over the castle and beyond by morning. He wasn't sure if this was a good thing or a bad thing.

"Are you alright Heika?" Giesela asked she was all dressed in her usual garb, with her medical kit with her and a look of pure concern on her face. He ignored the twinges from his carpet burnt elbows and nodded, standing to his feet. He smiled at everyone and grabbed Giesela's hand before he took off running again.

He didn't have the words to tell everyone what had happened and in truth he didn't have the nerves to tell Giesela what was happening without asking himself if he were a loon. After all flying purple magical horses, zombie fathers, armies and freaking flying insane original king twin brothers wielding a sword and trying to chop people's blocks off!!!!

Any more of this crap and he was going to check himself into a clinic!

"Come on Wolfie! Enjoy the ride Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeehaww!"

Wolfram was looking rather green as he held onto his mother's slim waist for life. His mother had immediately opened the door dressed in her super heroine garb and attached her whip around the horses neck, she grabbed Wolfram and decided that riding a mystical purple floating horse was much more fun that killing it or walking to their destination.

"Come on Horsey giddy up I don't want to miss all the fun! Of all the things, never had a zombie dad try take over the world before," Cheri laughed loudly to herself. To others it must have sounded rather crazy, though Wolfram had his doubts about his mother's sanity ... or lack of.

Wolfram shut his eyes tight and held on tighter, if he surprised this ordeal the first thing he was going to do was pack up and force Yuuri to move to Earth, crazy things didn't happen there and hopefully his mother wouldn't have the means to find him and make him experience 'fun' things with her!

"What the hell is wrong with him?" Gwendal rumbled as he easily dodged another sloppy sword movement from Yuudai, they didn't want to hurt him but it seemed that they were going to be left with no choice. He wouldn't stop laughing and he wouldn't stop attacking. There was little else that the possessed mage was doing.

Conrad spared his brother a glance as he managed to clip Yuudai in the side, "We can't hurt him." They were both spared that job of hurting him when a sword appeared through the chest of the young looking mage and made him finally stop his crazed laughter as he gasped and his dual eyes watered.

Finally he fell limp,

Shinou retracted his sword and winced at the wet sound and the gasp that came from his brother when he slid the blade from his body. He exchanged glances with Gwendal and Conrad before he collected Murata from the hiding space he had lain him down. They were quickly joined from those they had called together.

"What's going on?" Adalbert rumbled obviously annoyed and Raven nodded in a strange agreement,

"We don't know," Conrad told him truthfully as Giesela sat besides Shinou on the floor and did a check up on Murata, he wasn't waking and there was clearly something wrong with him as he struggled and whimpered. Shinou was concerned this was all happening at a weird time.

Murata opened his eyes he had no idea where he was now but it was a waste land, no mans land. Blood clearly soaked this soil once before and he was sure that if anyone dug up the crusty brownish ground what they would find would be bodies piled upon bodies.

"Hello?"

'Once was a big field with cattle

There, there once was a big battle

Two kings four princes and friends

They went and battled till the end'

The haunting words were being sung by a young child that he could see in the distance, the child was singing and spinning around as they pranced further away. Dirty black hair that reached the nape of the neck and a long mucky brown tunic that reached the knees. Thin unhealthy twig legs did the dancing and Murata didn't know if this was a girl or a boy.

'Two zombies a father and mage,

Filled to the tops with their rage,

They want to kill all and those two

Will this prophesy come true?'

"Excuse me?" Murata stumbled over the uneven ground but began to follow after the little child, surely he knew what was going on, surely he could help Murata get back home where he needed to be. He didn't understand what was happening and he needed to get home.

'This will happen when things go wrong

At this rate it won't be too long

Blood will splatter the walls

From there all hope will falls'

A shiver ran through his body, this child was creepy, this 'nursery' rhyme was creepy, this whole freaking situation was freaky, "Can you help me?" Murata was getting closer to the strange child that had stopped twirling and was staring at the floor as if something had caught his interest.

'Evil will reign

Everything wilting in pain

A doll by their feet

Following blindly as they eat

Forever he cries

As everything dies'

Murata grabbed the child's shoulder and turned them around, he couldn't stop the gasp.

"Do you know what's wrong with him?" Shinou asked, his eyes were searching Giesela's face as she continued to see what she could, as far as she could tell the children seemed to be in perfect
condition but there was something about Murata himself that was strange and that was what she couldn't figure out.

"They're here!" it was the shriek of anger that had the two of them turning around to see thast Yuudai was up and his eyes were blazing, his red eye more than his blue. He was obviously back to his old self but they didn't understand what had happened to him or who he was talking about.

"Who?" Yuuri asked desperately, he was confused. They were all confused this was confusing!

"Haru and that thing! They are here and they have planted their evil into Murata!" Yuudai hissed before he got to his feet, "Come out here, I know that you're there. Come out here and fight!" he yelled and as ordered the two appeared as if out of shadow. His former lover – or at least what was left of him – smiled and gave a husky laugh while the large man beside him stayed silent.

Shinou raised an eyebrow, "Wow dad, looks like you've been taking one too many steroids there."

He got strange looks from everyone but Yuuri who nodded in agreement and didn't think to ask how Shinou knew of the human drug that wasn't available in their lands but only on Earth.

"Howdy" Haru gave a wave and wink, it was fun for him to finally put a face to the names that he had been given, it was interesting to see them. He looked at Yuudai's twin and cocked an eyebrow he wasn't much. Looked frail and somewhat weak, he didn't see what Yuudai cared about him so much, regardless of whether they were brothers.

"We have nothing to say here, you have you information," his piercing eyes looking to Murata who was now writhing on the floor, "We will take our leave and see you in two months." Haru placed a hand on the big man's bicep and winked at Yuudai with a grin.

"I'll be seeing you soon," he purred and then they were gone.

Yuudai roared and then stomped off angrily, not even bothering to open the door he walked through it and they all let him go. "I suggest we go to the medical room and those who wish could get more rest, Murata will not be waking for some time it seems," Giesela told them slowly.

They received nods and Shinou gently picked Murata up again, their children may have been safe but he was more concerned about Murata himself. Shinou would take Murata over the children any time, no matter what the situation was.

The young boy, because the child was a boy could have almost been a copy of what Yuuri when he transformed into the King. He would have been a beautiful child if it wasn't for the fact that his left eye had been sewn shut and his one good black coloured eye was dulled and half lidded. The boy had sunken cheeks and pale skin, his dull, half lidded eye was haunted.

"Yuuri?" Murata asked, he had lost all the little coloured that he had in the Daikenja state he had returned to.

The boy blinked,

"You knew my father? Such a horrible fate that came to him and my mother." His words were almost emotionless, the melodious light tone from his creepy singing had completely disappeared. Murata really didn't understand what was going on right now, if this was a dream or a vision.

"Mother? Where is Yuuri? Where is the king, take me to him!" Murata was losing his mind, this couldn't be real. It couldn't be!

The boy smiled and his half lidded eye closed, it was an empty doll like smile.

"My mother Wolfram, I shall take you to my father, to my mother, to you." Then he was off prancing in a different direction to the way he had been going when Murata had first spotted him. What a strange, strange child. Murata could see no Wolfram in him and if he hadn't looked like Yuuri, Murata wouldn't have believed them related.

He almost bumped into the child's back when he stopped and pointed to a hole in the ground, "Right there, there they are say hi, they get lonely and cold down there." One look was all it took and Murata fell to his knees and vomited on the dyed, dried blood, red soil.

Decomposing bodies in positions and with expression that showed absolute agony, he didn't even want to know. He didn't want to know at all. The boy smiled and danced to another hole and looked back at where Murata sat crumpled on the ground, looking pale and weak.

"This is you here."

He forced his feet to comply and went over there, "It's me" Murata's voice was shaking, he was traumatised to say the least. Where was Shinou and Yuudai. He had seen all he wanted to see, he had seen everything and more than enough than he wanted to see. He wanted to see his Shinou now. The ever smiling fruit loving one but he also wanted to see the one of this world maybe, perhaps.

The boy nodded and began picking at a scab on his twiggy arm, "You died, before my father, before everyone really. They say it was the children, they say it was the grief. I don't know, they don't tell us the same thing, they tell us different things. Yuudai is still with them, he is crying. He is crying but they won't stop, they won't, not until they're happy, not until they find another, they won't be happy and they won't find another so he will keep crying!" he muttered to himself almost feverishly.

Murata took a step back, who? Who was they? Who had Yuudai? What was going to happen to them?

"Who ... who are you? Who are they? What is going on here!" Murata yelled his tone high pitch and almost hysterical, the boy looked at him and sighed, shaking his head slowly.

"I am the son of Yuuri and Wolfram, and this is what will happen if you are not on the battle field that day in two months time my name is Urei and that is all the world will have if you aren't there, grief, sorrow and sadness." Before Murata could open his mouth to ask another question fear hit the boy's dull, half lidded eye and for the first time since Murata had met him he saw fear, pain, acceptant and
defiance.

A husky chuckle sounded,

"This is the last one my darling, how does that feel?" Murata turned around and his eyes widened as he saw who the 'they' must have been. A beast of a man was in the background, he was larger than
life and not an inch of it was fat, Murata saw some of Yuudai and Shinou in him.

But the chuckle and the question hadn't come from him, but the smaller leaner male who was holding onto a chain, that chain was connected to the person that had made Murata's eyes widen. It was Yuudai but at the same time it wasn't Yuudai. This pet attached to the chain had Yuudai's body and face but he was as thin as Urei, his body was marked by teeth and other kinds of torture equipment.
His red eyes were empty a part from the ever presence of fear, Murata knew that Yuudai only had red eye and not two.

"D-D-Don't ..." it was pathetic,

Murata almost didn't hear it, spoken with the softness that one would if trying to talk to a comrade about escape plans when they had realised that they were standing in front of two crocodiles that were asleep. The fear in it was unmistaken but more so, it was the level of hopelessness and defeat that startled him.

"Can I keep this one, Yuudai is fun to play with but he is immortal and his blood doesn't spill, I want to see blood, child's blood!" Haru, this was him and his eyes were maddened with bloodlust, Yuudai was weakly – well – it looked like he was attempting to rut against Haru's leg but Murata understood it to be him trying to get Haru's attention.

"No, Yuudai will suffice, kill him," the rumbled words were strict and cold. The beastly man turned and walked off as if trusting that his order would be carried out. Haru sighed and shook his head looking at Urei furthermore it occurred to Murata that despite standing in front of Urei, he wasn't being seen, he wasn't there that is.

Haru took long strides forward and Yuudai was forced to crawl alongside him, Murata closed his eyes and felt a shiver as Yuudai and Haru went straight through him as if he were nought but air. Haru placed both hands on Urei, the boy who had frozen still and lay his eye on Yuudai, his eye told the blonde that he was forgiven but Murata didn't understand.

Not yet,

"Any last words?" Haru taunted and Urei smiled,

"Shinou will come back, he will slaughter you, rip you to shreds and your soul will forever be tormented in-"

Magic travelled up the chain and flowed through Haru's hands, Urei's didn't get to finish his words but a scream was tore from his throat before his body stilled, Haru threw the body to the side as if it were nothing and the sound of broken bones did nothing to him.

Yuudai whimpered and tears fell down his face, he had finally killed the last one, they were all dead. All of them and by his hands no matter how indirectly. With that chain Haru could tap into his powers and use them for his own will, against or with Yuudai's consent.

The humanoid zombie picked up Yuudai by the neck and laughed in his face, "Your brother will never crawl out of whatever hole he went into, he didn't come back for his people, for his lover, for his friends and he won't be coming back for you." He spat onto the body of Murata and the two left.

Murata stared into thin air, had he just seen that, it wasn't true, it wasn't real. He could almost hear Urei's song playing in his head and the warning that followed. As he slid to the ground and grabbed his hair screaming loudly, he couldn't songs and what he had seen from his memory.