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| The events stopped. The hooded one, Justice, turned towards me. I could feel the wet of my own tears.'And what happened next inside' I straightened. 'I lost it ok! I felt the Rage of the berserker and used it to kill those three.' 'See!' Loki stond up with glee. 'Even as a kid he was violent. Is this guy worthy of anything? Why don't we save the outlaws and murderers!' 'Quiet Loki.' was it days? weeks? years...images swirled about the room..the day I became Guardian, me insulting some youth, me saving, me harming, every event in my life..then the day of the election results. I was standing in the halls of the fighter's guild. Jihad, new newly elected guild leader was walking down the other halls with his followers. 'Tell us Flynn..how did you feel on this?' 'How did I feel? I tried to blow it off..hey, they selected thier path.' 'Flynn do not lie.' I sighed looking at the events unfold. 'I was jealous, and hurt. Jihad and I never saw eye to eye cause he felt I was given special treatment. Anyone he saw as 'elite' he hated..now he comes and takes something I truely wanted. I wanted to lead the guild to glory, to make it better. But I lost to him.' 'Why did you lose to him with all these great deeds of yours?' 'becasue..because I was TOO good. I guess I saw my self above others. I've always been a leader in one way or other. I was a little hash when it came to the laws of the land. I could second guess all eternity..but came down to one thing....he charmed the people with words and actions. I just didn't.' Loki leaned back and smirked 'So jealousy and hatred resided in your heart enought that you lost your faith in Ica, in the land, in everything.' 'Yes.' 'HA! And the Laws state that when a chosen loses his faith and renounces himself, that his soul is fair game.' 'Yes.' Justice rose. 'That is the law..but that does not make it yours. A vote shall be held..should this mortal return to the plane of life..or become Loki's to keep... I looked about to each Immortal..thumb up..down..down..up..up..down..down..up..down..up..up..down..and then last voter..Valtera.. 'So comes down to the witch..I'm doomed' I thought. up. 'WHAT!' Loki leaped up and almost attacked the Magic Goddess. 'Why! He is Ica's chosen!' 'I have my own reasons for that one to return..it furthers my plans.' 'I'll get you for this sister' 'try' 'SILENCE! The vote was decided. The mortal Flynn Truewalker will return to the mortal plane..without any skills or strength already earned. It will be as if he first stepped into the town..but his knowledge will remain, for that he will be able to redeam his errors. Flynn..remember..hatred will consume you..Kali and Ica are right..you are of the pure soul..do not walk the darkness...' Well it was at that point that Loki spirited me away before the others could stop him. I am not going to tell you the details of the torment I went through..I don't think I could even describe them. Loki did finally let down his guard enough for me to escape. It was a tough fight..but as you can see, I made it to freedom. Loki, if you ever read this remember..I owe you greatly. To those I have been crude, rude, course to, well, I hope to make up for past errors the best I can... Signed. Fiery Flynn of the Phoenix |
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