And then, they were two.

Being there, as seperated entites, not conectted by mind nor body, felt odd. Pyra had grown accustomes to hearing her 'sister's' thoughts and feelings, acting as a second opinion to her every thought. Never feeling truly lonely at any time, as she was there, whenever Pyra needed to talk her deepest thoughts.

And now, by the same technological magic that brought the Aegis into existence, they were now two.

Whilst she was bothered by being seperated by the hip, she was far more concerned of the complications to Rex. Before, it was easier to accept: She and Mythra had been the same physical entity, and each being different halves of the same personality. Knowing their fate, she was somewhat happy when Nia confessed, as Rex would have someone to lean on, throughout the undoubtable pain he would feel in consequence of her destiny.

But now as three? She didn't know.

Despite the conglomeration of the Titans to the New Land, Fonsett remained a quiet and sleepy village. It remained the Hero's rest, and a sanctuary for Rex after what had happened. It had been, and always would be, his home.

Rex had his feet dangled over the cliff near the graveyard. He wanted to talk to his parents, but did not know how to surmise what had happened to him. His thoughts and feelings were all in a jumble, and sorting them was too difficult for him. He had nearly lost Pyra and Mythra; he had defeated Jin, Malos and the true evil conductor: Amalthus; Nia had confessed, and he had acted like an oblivious child, as he always did.

He turned and looked over the small village. Some of his friends had followed him back to Fonsett after the destruction of the space station. Both Zeke and Mòrag had duties to attend to in their respective countries, and could not come. Tora and Poppi were playing around in the fields behind the houses, and Nia was studying a tree nearby to them, with Dromarch in tow. Pyra was inside Corrine's house cooking dinner, and Mythra was somewhere. Rex didn't know exactly where she was, but his best guess was that she was attempting to help Pyra in whatever way she could.

Heaving his feet back onto the land, he walked into the graveyard, and knelt down besides the pair of graves. He took a deep breath, and began to talk:

"Hi Mum, Dad... So I went to Elysium, with Pyra, and Mythra, and Nia and everyone else. We met the Architect - turns out he's human like us, but he was as old as the stories said. We also beat Jin, Malos and Amalthus... but I wish we didn't have had to kill them. I'm just glad its all over.

I don't know what to do though. Pyra and Mythra are now seperate beings, and Nia is a blade too. I love all three of them, and the rest of the guys, but... its something different with those three. I can't pinpoint what though..."

He sat there for a while, in silence, until he heard footsteps approaching. He turned around to see Mythra approaching, so he stood up, dusting the dirt of his knees. After she reached the top of the stairs, they locked eyes for a short time. Rex noticed a wetness in her eyes, which caused the sunset to reflect in her pupils. She then averted her gaze abruptly, clearly blushing.

"Dinner's nearly ready" she blurted, and begun to speed off before Rex could reply. He inwardly laughed, then strolled back to his Auntie's house.

The only problem with the top quality food created by Pyra and Corrine is that it was too delicious. Mythra already had eyes bigger than her stomach, and the wonderful meal had added to it, resulting in her feeling quite bloated after it. Her stomach felt unbearably heavy, and so she had retired to her bedroom, which she shared with her sister. Rex had his old room, and the others had rooms as blade and driver. The rooms were small, but more cosy than any inn.

She walked over to the full length mirror in the corner of the room, and stood sideways on. According to the mirror, she was physically bloated; her usualy flat stomach now poked out, giving her a slight bump. If it hadn't returned to normal by tomorrow, she made a mental note to wear a baggy top, if she could find one.

"It's not that bad, at least it doesn't look like you have a bun in the oven!"

Mythra fell over backwards in surprise, luckily onto her bed, and saw her sister must have quietly entered their room without her knowing. Mythra grunted at her sister, and then composed herself. She looked over to the mirror again, then began to rummage through the adjacnet draws. Once she had found what she had been looking for, Mythra tied her long blone hair back into an equally long ponytail.

"I though you called Rex a jerk for saying he liked that?" Her redheaded twin asked. A coy smile then spread across her face. "You're not trying to impress him, are you?"
"Shut up!" Mythra's face was now as red as her sister's hair, "Besides, even if I did, we both know he prefers you over me"
"How so?"
"How so?! He always called us by your name, especially after our true form was unlocked. Plus, your just more caring, and can actually look after him. All I'm good for is fighting, and you don't see that happening all that often now...". Within a second, her mood had changed from agitation to borderline depression. Pyra then sat down on the bed, and put an arm around her sister.
"Listen. Rex loves everyone the same. Call it childlike optimism, his fatal flaw, whatever. He cares as much about you, as he does about me, and all of us. He just knew us by my name first, so his subconscious tacked that name on by default. Besides, I know that he likes that you don't mother him," Mythra managed a weak smile, and hugged her sister. "Now, get some rest, and talk to Rex about this in the morning"

Mythra had no energy left to complain. She flopped onto the matress, and was out like a light.

Pyra however, could not sleep. All the things that she and Mythra had talk about were still swirling around in her head, not permitting her the luxury of sleep. Did Rex really love everyone the same? Or did he just say that as not to offend anyone?

She got out of bed quietly, as not to disturb her sister, headed into the hallway, and approached the window at the end of it. The moon filled the area with a sombre white glow, leaving the village drowned in a soft haze. It was a beautiful sight.

She looked over to Rex's door. She could easily go in there, wake him up and talk at him - he would be drowsy, but he probably wouldn't mind. It was tempting, very tempting, and some part of her just wanted to rush in there and quietly slide into bed with him. She had nearly succeeded before, but she was so comfortable, Mythra had come out. Now that wasn't an issue. Luckily, Pyra managed to stop herself just before she opened Rex's door. She sighed, and then tiptoed back towards her bedroom.

"Can't sleep either?", Nia poked her head out from her bedroom. Pyra inwardly cursed for being louder than she should have.
"Yeah. I was going to take a walk, but I decided to go read a book instead"
"Suit yourself" Nia disappeared back into her room.

Pyra lay down on her bed, staring up at the ceiling, and thought. Mythra was still in a deep sleep, and hadn't started snoring yet, so it was peaceful enough. She rambled on through her thoughts, about life, about Rex, about everything...

And then she struck the proverbial gold mine, and a devious grin infected her face.