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    Ic: Glacis nodded in agreement after listening to him. "Yeah," His voice was just above a whisper. "Sometimes the hardest step is the first one. And.. Thank you for listening." He turned his gaze back on him. Although he was serious and not the type to open up so easily, the male elf could feel that weight he carried for so many years just lift off his chest. He felt... Calmer. He didn't want to run anymore, but he knew he would struggle getting used to not hiding from his fears. It made him wonder how hard it must be on his twin to deal with the same issue. It.. It worried him that maybe, just maybe, she'd start to lose herself in her thoughts again and just disappear from everyone. It wouldn't be the first time, but it would be the time he would not be able to stop till he found her. He just sighed softly. "I think it was good for us both. This talk I mean,"
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    Émile nodded, "You're definitely right about that. Oh, and you're welcome!" the young male smiled widely. He knew that he didn't leave out anything that he remembered, but he felt as if he did, as if he was missing some pieces that was needed. Émile didn't want to think about it though, perhaps the reason he couldn't remember was because he wouldn't be able to handle it. Maybe if he got his nightmares under control then he'd be able to handle what ever he was missing in his memories. "Mhmm, I agree! Perhaps we can do this again in the future!" Émile grinned. He definitely had plenty of stories to share about after he and the others arrived to the Ariwa residence. The young male couldn't help but wonder if this is the first piece of information that has been shared with Glacis.
    Émile glanced to the clock that had taken a place on the counter near the stove, and found his and Glacis's conversation was a lot longer than he expected it to be. "Ooh, I need to get going. Me, Ruka and Cipherian have to get ready to go get groceries in like an hour or so. I wish you luck on getting more information about everyone. It's probably a lot easier than it seems." the dragonblooded boy said, grabbing another energy drink from the fridge before he waved his goodbye. For the most part, if Glacis or Carnaxa asked they'd probably get the answers they wanted without too much of a fuss.




    ((I know that feeling, so don't worry about it.))
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][sub][font=georgia]Wanna timeskip? I lost muse for the moment in their time.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][sub][font=georgia]Hmm. Idk. Maybe an explanation about what happened with the Ariwa brothers? Like a few days (maybe weeks) go by and they decide to tell everyone? Or maybe they don't know and Chaston (do I have the right guy or spelling?) tells everyone what happened?
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    that'll work, I can't believe I didn't think of that. And it's Cipherian, not Chastion this time. If I wasn't the one to give them names I'd totally mix them up.


    Yeah for the most part the Ariwa Salad has no idea what happened. So Cipherian will be explaining himself. Did you want to start us off, or shall I?

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][sub][font=georgia]Could you? I'm still in school.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][sub][font=georgia]Okay, I have church tonight so I'm busy, so posting right now is hard.
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    Cipherian wore his familiar grin as he presented himself to the gathering residents in the family room. The red marks that had bloomed around his throat from Lucian had disappeared long ago, though the odd throbbing ache persisted. "Welcome, Welcome. I'm glad you made it for my...explanation." The blonde demon grinned widely, showing off the large fangs that would impress any type of humanoid predator. Cipherian pressed a hand to his chest as he bowed slightly to the audience. "Thanks to the scare Lucian and the brothers have given everyone and the lack of answers they hold, I now have to explain everything that I've worked to hide for so long." The blonde started off, golden eyes sparkling as he realized the glower that was on both Lucian's and Luciano's face.
    "But before we get into the explanation of everything, I wanna tell you a story." The demon spoke smoothly. The expression worn on his face was much different from the teasing or mischievous looks he commonly worn, it was almost as if he was at peace or reminiscing about the past.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][sub][font=georgia]The elvish twins sat near each other, Glacis with Emile and Carnaxa with Lucian. It was obvious they still weren't talking well, even though they had resolved the sibling issues they were having weeks ago. They just couldn't bring themselves to broach the topic about their past and what they felt like they did wrong or couldn't properly do back then, it was just too hard. The elvish girl was leaning on the older Ariwa brother, feeling calm, but also edgy. Her and Lucian hadn't talked about what she confessed, which she was thankful for, nor did she really want to talk about it; it was silly of her to tell him something that she knew wouldn't be returned. But there was one thing the twins were feeling that was the same and that regarded what the demon was saying. What Cipherian was saying wasn't making much sense. What story did he have to tell? Why was it important? The two shared a look from across the room at the sight of the nostalgic expression on the demons face before they looked at whomever they were sitting beside with the exact same confused expression.
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    Cipherian couldn't help the small laugh that escaped him, it was a nice look of confusion, it fit the crowd. "A few hundred years ago within the Obscure there was a overlooming government. One that caused the entire dimension to be split unevenly, resembling the Drakonian dimension in present time. They promised it was to keep chaos off of the streets, but those in power were the cause of any and all chaos. During this time a revolution was boiling from within the dirty and dark streets. During this time, four kids were born into this world with an unexpected fate. While their lives weren't great since they were born within the 76% that fell below middle class and could hardly afford their own clothes, the four kids were happy with the things they were able to have. Eventually, tensions between the people and the government blew up and many public figures were shot down and others disappeared with out a word, in other words a self-inflicted war began. The four kids found themselves unsafe and wanted to hide themselves away. Kain, the oldest of the four, his mother was apparently involved with the revolution and he had yet to see her after he left early that morning. So as a result, Kain refused to leave without his mother and darted off to find her leaving the three others behind. The oldest was almost hit with a bullet as he ran through the streets in search of the only family he's known. Unbeknownst to Kain's, two of his three friends followed, leaving the other to find any innocent civilians who weren't involved and take them to safety." Cipherian paused so it'd sink in a bit, but he couldn't really stop now. Golden orbs scanning the crowd to find some invested in the story, others seemed uninterested. Without a second thought, he continued on, "After peering down every alley way he passed, Kain found his mother fighting against one of the higher ups. He couldn't help but stare in awe, his small and sweet mother was dominating the fight with ease. In his awe he didn't realize someone had snuck up upon him, and thankfully his mother's call was able to bring him back and cause him to turn around. It was already to late though, the one who snuck up upon had already positioned his sword to stab through the boy. Waiting for the pain to come with eyes closed tightly, he felt a strong push as he stumbled backwards. Eyes widening as Merah, or the youngest of the four had taken his previous place in front of the sword, seeing the once silver blade coated in red as it pierced through his friend he had fallen for. Everything seemed to stop for Kain as he watched the youngest turn to look back at him. She smiled despite the pain and urged him to leave with Zerua, the second oldest of the group. As he heard the sword be pulled out of the girl, he screamed. A song of agony that could never be forgotten by those that heard. The oldest wanted to go to the girl's fallen body and do anything to bring her back, but Zerua had finally came to the scene and pulled him away. No words were shared until they had arrived at the secret spot away from all the fighting and chaos. Zerua had explained the situation to Aro, the last of the four. Aro got pissed, something that was not common for him and yelled at both Zerua and Kain. Kain never responded as he seemed to have shut down mentally and Zerua was left speechless at Aro's anger. Aro wasn't happy they didn't give him a response and left the secret place for a walk." Pausing once more, Cipherian inhaled and then exhaled. He was a bit surprised at how hard this story seemed to tell. "And the story continues as Zerua gathers himself and chases after Aro, finally giving the answers that he needed. Zerua explains that Merah had visions only nights before everything broke out and that her fate was to die for Kain. That Kain wasn't meant to die yet, and that even if she died, she would see them again in the far future. Aro wasn't able to stay angry for long and unfortunately accepts Zerua's explanation. The boys went to return to their secret place with soft conversations flowing between the two. Their peaceful mood didn't last as they were met with three officers with their weapons positioned to attack. Using only instincts, the two tried to fight back in hopes to get back to Kain, who they left alone. It seemed to be going in Zerua's and Aro's favor until a fourth officer, a sniper was able to get several hits on Aro. Calling out Zerua's name, the older of the two turned his attention to Aro, only to rush over to catch the injured one. Without thinking and panicking, Zerua released a forceful wave of energy that seemed to killed their attackers immediately after they were hit. Urging Aro to keep his eyes open, Zerua did everything in his ability to save his friend. In Aro and Zerua's last moments together, Aro shared that he's had visions lately as well. That he tried to ignore them but failed. Aro wished Zerua and Kain would find happiness in their near future, and murmured that he'd see them in their future before he stopped breathing. Zerua spent several moments sobbing, something that would melt the coldest of hearts. With a silent promise to stay alive and live for Aro, Zerua left Aro after giving him a proper grave. Returning back, Zerua found Kain still where he was before he left. Kain seemed to have cried himself all out, or at least that was how it appeared. Stiffly glancing towards Zerua, Kain grasped the situation the moment his eyes laid upon Zerua's figure. Blood on his hands with minor injuries and without Aro by his side. Kain didn't think he had anymore energy to cry but another wave of tears set in. And it didn't take long for Zerua to join him. The duo had lost two friends in one day, something they'd never imagined would happen. The two sobbed themselves to sleep with promises to never leave each other. The two lived on, never forgetting Merah or Aro and lived on in their name. However, they could never have a happy ending. Even after the Revolution ended and the Government had been overthrown, Zerua eventually started having visions of dying, that he and Kain would be cornered and he would be brutally murdered by what most would consider mafia members for an unknown reason. Zerua hid this from Kain and avoided every road that could possibly lead to the place within his visions. But he couldn't change his fate. on the way home from shopping, he and Kain stopped at a cake shop wanting something for their seventeenth birthday. Zerua completely unaware that this shop was in his visions until it was too late." Cipherian was thinking of cutting the story short, but decided not to since it seemed to peak everyone's interest at this point. Looks of realization on the faces of the four Ariwa's that were seated together. Cobalt Virus seemed to wear a knowing look, as if he pieced together Cipherian's motive. Sylvestre seemed in awe of the story, as he probably hasn't heard this one. This story had, over the years, became distorted with time. So he continued, "In the end, Zerua and Kain had been corned in the dead end road, trying to escape from their chasers. Kain was the first cut down after putting up a good fight, shot cleanly through the head. Zerua was the last to follow, the poisoned blades that his opponents used finally taking effect. Despite being unable to walk, Zerua dragged himself across the pavement in hopes to die beside Kain. Someone he started out hating but eventually fell in love with. His arms going numb, he wasn't able to drag himself no more. Blurred vision, Zerua witnessed a figure pick up Kain's body while he felt another pick up his paralyzed body. He heard a soft female voice praising him, saying he did good and that he didn't need to worry anymore. That he would have a happy ending some day. That she would make sure of it, that the injustice He, Kain, Aro and Merah were given was not fair. He never caught her name, but she set him down beside Kain, who the second figure propped up against a wall. The blurred male figure who carried Kain placed Zerua's hand within Kain's and everything ended for the four." Cipherian ended the story he knew so well.




    "Except it wasn't the end. Oriana, the Guardian of the Sun and Bakunawa, the Swallower of the Moon, promised that the four would get their happy ending. Bakunawa extracted their souls while Oriana placed them into a new life. They would be reincarnated into new lives until they lived happily, and that is where the Ariwa brother's come into play." Cipherian smiled.




    "We're the newest reincarnates." Luciano finished Cipherian's thought for him.




    "Precisely!" Cipherian nodded with a grin. "After six tries over hundreds of years, you are the latest set of reincarnations. Lucian, is the purple soul of Devotion, or Kain. While Lukas, is the red soul of Love, or Merah. That is why Lucian got so angry when I pushed over my boundaries with my questions and insulted Lukas. Obviously his brotherly instincts were in play, but so was Kain's feelings for Merah which pushed the awakening. It's also why Lukas was in so much pain that he passed out, because it was the same pain felt by Merah when she died the first time." The blonde demon explained further.




    "Then what about me and Lucius?" Luciano asked. "Aw don't worry, I didn't leave you out. You are the Violet soul of Understanding, or Aro, while Lucius is the Sky (blue) soul of Persistence, or Zerua." Cipherian answered, golden eyes tracing over the crowd of residents. He knew they had other questions, probably.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][sub][font=georgia]The elvish twins found themselves sitting at the edge of their seats, both hunched over with their chin on their hands and their elbows propped on their knees. Sometime into the story, they each got hooked, each drawn in by a different reason. Carnaxa was pulled into paying close attention because of her loving nature, her brother Glacis was pulled in because of his brotherly connection with everyone, but they were both drawn in by one mutual feeling: the sense of needing to protect someone else. Her chest rose drastically and fell suddenly, like Carnaxa couldn't breathe properly for a moment, as if she had been crying and was trying to calm down. Glacis remained seemingly neutral as they listened, and remained to do so after the male finished speaking. The twins could only listen as the male and Lucian and his brothers spoke, neither knowing how to respond or form a proper question. "What exactly does this mean for them?" Carnaxa asked finally after a silence fell on the group. She was struggling on piecing things together, but slowly they would come to her. That's how it always was.
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    Cipherian clicked his tongue in response, "That's where our problems begin. The souls were dubbed The Souls of Unhappy Endings for a reason so to say that The Ariwa four won't face the same fate as the ones before them would be stupid of me and everyone else here." Cipherian answered, golden orbs darkening seriously despite the playful look on his face. It was an harsh truth that everyone faced. The Souls of the Four put the brothers in danger, despite them being completely innocent kids who probably just want to be happy for once. "So are we gonna die?" the soft voice of Lukas asked, his voice held many emotions. But the one that stood out the most was the fear.




    "Oof, your fear stinks, so calm your tits and I'll explain further." Cipherian complained, waving his hand in disgust, trying to get rid of the scent of fear but failing. "Well that's something that I don't know for sure. Originally when Oriana and Bakunawa set the souls to be reincarnated within the four of you then it's very likely that was your fate was to die. For Lucian to die at the age of nine after that encounter with his mother, and Lucius to be killed the night the thieves raided the house he previous resided in at the age of six. But that changed because Oriana had sought me out before any of those events and my role in this entire thing continuously changes the future. Most Hyperdimensional demon's reside outside the reach of time and can not be calculated into the equation that is the future. Therefore, my existence here is your trump card." Cipherian sighed deeply when he finished. Eyes scanning the room to find that many of them were still clearly invested in this topic, others seemed to be thinking of something.




    "You keep mentioning the Six lives before now, who were we...they then?" Lucius asked. The boy was obviously confused about how to refer to the four souls, but that was natural. "I mean, it's not all that important. You'll eventually get those memories again, but if it's that important then I can share what I know." Cipherian shrugged indifferently. It didn't make all that much of a difference if he explained the lives after that or not.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][sub][font=georgia]The elves looked across the room at each other, positively baffled yet intrigued. They didn't know all the details to everything, neither had ever heard the story until now, so neither had any input on it. Six souls. He only said four, who are the other two? Glacis said telepathically as they looked back and forth from speaker to speaker. "Whether or not it helps now, I think telling them boys who they once were might help if and when their memories return. Also, you said there were six souls reincarnated, correct? You stated four as the Ariwa brothers. Who are the other two if there are more?" Glacis asked this time, curious as ever.
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    The hyperdimensional demon groaned at the thought of going through all the lives The four souls had been reincarnated in, though he remembered he had access to the memories of the previous people who watched over the four from a distance. "You're lucky I have the other lives on camera, or on memory, I suppose, or we'd be here forever." The older male groaned.
    Cipherian blinked at Glacis when he asked his question, but shortly after broke out into laughter. "No you silly boy. It's Four Souls, Six lives. Two totally different things. Zerua, Kain, Merah and Aro's souls have been reincarnated six different times, making this the seventh reincarnation. The story I shared with you was the original that was spread to keep the four's names alive. Though I'm sure in the present day stories there are six or even ten souls, it's an exaggeration since stories get ruined over time." Cipherian responded with nonchalant hand movements.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][sub][font=georgia]Glacis wanted to be angry at the comment on being called a silly boy, but he couldn't muster the feeling. Instead his cheeks and the tips of his ears turned a light shade of pink with embarrassment. Even Carnaxa turned pink at the response, for she had been wondering the same thing; the siblings only shared a brief look. "Well then, go on and tell the memories. Maybe I can help by presenting them as a visual? Perhaps it might make things easier?" No matter how much she hated the fact she was an illusionist, she knew she needed to strengthen the gift again, and would do so whenever she got the chance. So long as the memories didn't flood her heart with more negative emotions than she needed.
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    Cipherian gave a cheeky grin, "That's a good look on you Glacis, you should wear it more often." the blonde sent a playful wink in the red-haired boy's direction. Golden orbs turned to Carnaxa when she asked her question, only to shake his head momentarily. "No way, I got a handle on this." Cipherian scoffed, waving off the girl nonchalantly. with a clap of his hands the room distorted and warped into a black area where four unfamiliar figures stood motionlessly. "I shall introduce you to the second generation of reincarnations before we begin their tale." Cipherian danced around the room as he made his way to the first male. "These are four of the many Star Children, who've long gone extinct since then. They're rare beings that come from the stars within the constellations, at one point there was a orphanage within the Void dimension that housed these special children to keep them from killings others accidentally. I'm sure these four have graves somewhere near what remains of the large Orphanage." Cipherian began, animatedly talking again as he leaned against the nameless figure. "These kids could be considered gods as their abilities were extraordinary, an amazing sight to see. It was too bad I couldn't see it for myself." Cipherian clicked his tongue in brief irritation before motioning to the boy he had propped his arm up on.
    "You don't need to know much aside from their names and age, just make sure to watch closely because their story tends to be harder to understand compared to the Originals. There's a lot of important signs and symbols that won't seem that big at first but causes a lot of trouble for them." Cipherian warned, before putting on a large smile. "This boy is Altais, when this starts he's eleven." The blonde saunters over to the next figure in line when he finished speaking. "Next is Avior, definitely not the nicest Kain reincarnate. You'll probably hate him at first. When he arrives at the Orphanage, he's thirteen." Cipherian stated, slinking over to the young female. "This Alcyone, the youngest of the four at ten." Cipherian couldn't help the brief flash of pity across he features. "And last but not least is Asterion at Eleven, four months older than Altais." Cipherian ended with a clap of his hand causing the four to vanish and the area to warp to a clearing within a forest.




    "Now their story begins." Cipherian stated with a smile.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][sub][font=georgia]ooc: I have no idea how to respond anymore xD
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